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Ft: Action Bronson, Alexander Spit, A$ton Matthews, Bobby Creekwater, Bodega Bamz, Bryant Dope, CeeJ, Curtis Williams, CyHi The Prynce, Danny Brown, Da$h, Del Harris, Erick Arc Elliott, FatKidsBrotha, Flatbush Zombies, GoDreamer, Heems, Jace, Killer Mike, Kilo Kish, LightSkinMac11, Meechy Darko, Meyhem Lauren, Mike G, Nigel Nasty, Nipsey Hu$$le, Pill, Problem, Prodigy, Pusha T, Raekwon, Remy Banks, Renegade El Rey, Retch, Rockie Fresh, Scotty ATL, SL Jones, Two-9, Vado, Yak Ballz, YG, Young Thug, Zebra Katz & Zombie Juice
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Produced By: Hudson Mohawke, Nick Hook & S-Type
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[Verse 1: Pusha T]
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They think that they know, something 'bout my life
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Not in the same class, not on the same flight
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Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
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Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
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You just took her phone number
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I just took her home with a-
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'Nother bitch, ménage
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Boomerang, Strange'
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Lipstick on my collar, Oscar de la renta(y)
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Your hijo pequeño, my nachos, bel grande
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Stay sippin' that André
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Spent 3 stacks, that's André
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That Balmain, that Phillip Lim
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They say i'm dressing like Kanye
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I'm everything that my rhymes say:
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Breadwinner, brand owner
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Play Cloths, millionaire
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Trendsetter, landowner
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Hope your bitch don't land on him
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Drink in his hand with the sand on him
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You small time, you Hyundai's
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You couch niggas, we stand on 'em
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Dope money with a band on it
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Half gold, we got a hand on it
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D-boys still ball the same
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Just gotta little bit of glam on it
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YAH!
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[Verse 2: Bryant Dope]
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I got flames for your download link
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I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
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Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
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This Queens prodigy is the product of what you ain't
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Well packaged to distribute to the masters
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Plotted this since first grade classes
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Class is elements of a classic
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I've got evidence of a master
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You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
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A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
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Break necks of broke souls who hate me
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Hate he? you can't take my heat
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Fireball flow can't bat in my league
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I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
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Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
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Stepped on, I stepped up, so what up?
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Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
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I cold crush every beat that I touch
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My words silk and my flow is pure plush
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Tell HudMo Dope says "what's up?"
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[Verse 3: Go Dreamer]
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Go Dreamer's a [?], wish upon a star
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I'm too cold for Pluto so I'm movin' back to Mars
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This that spaceship, that space shit
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This that category 5, this that quake, bitch
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See I'm so funked out, like out of here
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Like blue lights in the basement
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And it's a red state, in Georgia with it
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Last verse, did you get it? Nah
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Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
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As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
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Eatin' your dollar truffles, this acquirin' taste
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Tantalise so you can see the bigger picture that God is the light
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In the fixture or in the background
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Cut all the hatin' in the background
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Cause if music and money is the motive then you're so gimmick
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Who's to tell me I can't have a trillion dollar grilled cheese sandwich?
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Boy stop playin', stop playin'
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I'm just sayin', just sayin'
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Now who else wanna fuck with Hollyweird Go?
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[Verse 4: Retch]
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Break up and roll it, light it and smoke it
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Pass it, don't hold it, lovin' that potent
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I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
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These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
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Out them little dresses, [?]
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He don't even smoke but tell Butter roll an ounce
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Cause I'm way too fucked up and I'm too turnt up
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And I brought my own shit and I do my own stunts
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Young and I'm wildin', [?] try him
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He'll call me Retch but your bitch call me Bryan
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In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin'
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If you catch me not in 'Lo it's a problem
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'Less it's a Champion suit, then I'm trappin'
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[?] got all this 'Lo all from rappin'?
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Used to have a nigga that was down to get to clappin'
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Seen it on a video, he yappin' to the captain
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[?] snitchin'
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These [?] cause these niggas switchin'
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And these niggas bitchin' more than these bitches
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And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
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Middle finger to the feds, [?] all day
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Take her out to eat then I make a bitch pay
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And my wine [?] and my shrimps sautéed
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And I'm chillin' in LA with [?] for the day
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[Verse 5: Nipsey Hussle]
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Ain't that a bitch?
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Foot up on the dash, ain't no brakes in this bitch
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Cover girl givin' face to the Crip
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Somethin' 'bout a nigga on the way to the chips
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High off the money and I'm wasted as shit
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High off the life and she can't get a grip
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Hundred dollar cup and you can't get a sip
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I'm a million dollar nigga, you should take you a flick
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Hundred thousand dollar car where I sit
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And my broad is the shit
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Crenshaw in the 6
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Got it parked at the Shell in front of all of the Crips
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You either ball or you brick
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She don't know money so she callin' you rich
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You ain't got game so you fall for the shit
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Spend it all in this bitch 'til it's gone and she split
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Now you feel like a wimp
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Talkin' 'bout what you was buildin' and shit
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Got you all up in your feelings and shit
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Problem is, she addicted to the real nigga shit
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To the [?]
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50 dollar, hundred dollar bill shit
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[?] gold crown on a real nigga wrist
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Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch
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.40 cal, no concealing the shit
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4 gun cases, I'm still with the shit
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Backlit, wood wheel when I whip
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Got her right up on my lap, that's a real nigga risk
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And then feel on my tip
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Hoes like feel then I Stockton assist
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It ain't no stoppin' shit
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Avoid the potholes, put stocks on the 6
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[Verse 6: Problem]
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Got Mary blowing Jane
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We fucking high, sex on a plane
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Hey newscaster, we about to rain
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Loving the club because we fill the section with pain, c'mon
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Blow him up, finna explode
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All of hell's kitchen praying he don't stick from the stove
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God got me, illum-i-not-me written in bold
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Slept on, now I'm everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy
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Buy 150
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Let me tell y'all now, I want Nicki
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Lift her up high up like helicopter far away from her fellow
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Let her play problem
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While problem tongue play with propeller (what)
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Keep fresh just in margielas
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Diamond lane running thangs ain't shit you can tell us (don't tell us nothing)
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Done everything, ain't shit you can sell us
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Money over bullshit, friction derail us (naw)
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[?] niggas, yeah we take it or leave it
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But know it's over since I was [?]
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You nervous like I thought you seen [?]
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[?]
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[?]
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I'm a boss [?]
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[?]
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[?]
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Cause I'm a mad man
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[?]
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Put you to sleep like the sandman
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Give me the throne, I'm a chairman (diamond)
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Rolex beat, it's time for just winning, no fakes
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Just copped more 4 5's and 9s, I ain't talking bout no J's
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Please be afraid but I ain't the shooter
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[?]
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Riding shotty in the chevy [?] know as a Krueger
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Lyrical ruler [?]
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You lukewarm, boy, go get you a cooler please
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Your bitch know that I'm cooler, please
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Your bitch know that I'm cooler, please
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So cool I could fucking die if I drop a few degrees
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Boss daddy used to call the police
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Get it good girl, use your knees
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I love them brainiacs
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Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
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Back on my Compton shit
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Demonic how I demolish shit
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Angelic with my intuition
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Student of game make hoes pay tuition (huh)
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No dice, no pill, but I'm on a roll
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That one nigga that Kendrick can't control (what)
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Problem
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[Verse 7: Danny Brown]
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That Ambien in my ink pen
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Move the brown squares like Wheat Thins
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Y'all five days and a weekend
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Stay smokin' on that defense
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That's 2 or 3 and I'm zonin'
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Got money like I cloned it
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Your bitch came through and I owned it
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Rims on the Caddy and I ice-cream coned it
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Homie, you ain't hitting on nothin'
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Drop that top when I hit that butt
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Pimp so hard it's a full time job
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Swear, 12 stacks in my glove box
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Bitch niggas, tell me what it's gon' be
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Young nigga chop it up 223
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Come to the D, don't hit OGs
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And my advice is stay low-key
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Bitch we great, bitch we great, fuckin' set
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Bitch we jump up, bitch we jump up, we gotta have it
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Gotta get it, we gotta get it, we gonna take it
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Bitch we jump, say bitch we jump, we gotta make it
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Couple racks up on them [?]
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Your bitch here smoked my trippy stick
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Ridiculous, put dick on tit, spit on clit
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And it's over with, I'm over it
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No sober shit [?]
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Y'all ho told me come over here
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So guess what nigga it's over with
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And it's over with
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[Verse 8: Meyhem Lauren]
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Fresh out the wave pool, my niggas made cool
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We wrote the blueprint for the shit y'all niggas try to do
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If I'm not outside, then I'm probably inside your boo
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My team's official, you ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
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Pardon me, I move retardedly
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This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
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I'm always shopping, keep it fly, Lauren is archery
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Don't get it twisted, realistic, I could part the sea
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My life is fast, I take a chance when I insert the key
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And then I turn it up, that's really how you work the V
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Your stash ain't never dry if you getting your work from me
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We do this shit perfectly, we're enough to rise the mercury
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Heat niggas, street niggas
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Reflect those both when I be rapping on the beat, niggas
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Looking Cambodian whilst standing at the podium
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My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
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The relevance
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[Verse 9: Raekwon da Chef]
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Stop by, tryna see a nigga
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All I buy is these trees, king
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100 ki's in them streets, nigga
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Mask me up in grease
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Sneaker game is lethal
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N.Y., them eagles
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Fly through, get high too
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Fly as hell, might as well
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Hire you the live group
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Come through with that live crew
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Birds chirpin', cop that Birkin
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Boo, yo, I supplied you
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Liable to be in Beirut, no Beirut, this debut
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Slick, little niggas get gun pounding
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Keep moving, who saved you?
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Play who? Not me
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Me and Bronson, not we
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Two real niggas sitting in the East Coast
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Ice is on, eat clothes
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Fuck around and kill one of y'all clown ass niggas, word up
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Take your two, take your hat
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Take a nap, put your ass ton the ground, little niggas
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We pound niggas and drown niggas and
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Hemmied up, that brown, niggas
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All my niggas get stemi'd up
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Hennessy, Louie V
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Me and you, me and her
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We as one and she is done
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Battle rap me three to one
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Freedom after, kingdom come
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[Verse 10: Vado]
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Triple hundred K in my duffle
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Give a hundred K to my muscle
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Slept a hundred days, just wakin' up
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Need a brick, just break it up
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Break it down, then take the cut
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We shave around like a taper cut
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I weigh the pound, if you hatin' us
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'Bout to paint the town, most hated what
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Most hated what, grab the dice then shake 'em up
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Talked hundreds since 8 and up
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You lost the onions, no makin' up
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No blunts but y'all fake as fuck
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It's gym time and I'm shapin' up
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I've been foulin', when Blake get up
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You gon' waste a life, you need to hang it up
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Dreams, click clack
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Man down with that chrome Uz'
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On his back like "nigga don't move"
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Word to mother, we don't lose
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Talk [?] like we don't move
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See Gutter, be home soon
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See Gutter, he'll be home soon
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[Bridge: Vado] x2
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What's good? Talk the money, what's good?
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Haters frontin', what's good?
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I'm pullin' up like, "What's good?"
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You know I got it, what's good?
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My people's 'bout it, what's good?
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Never stop, we never settle
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Gotta push the pedal in that hood
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[Verse 11: Kilo Kish]
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I sit in the back of the room
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Legs crossed, melting wax
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Another free drink so soon?
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All good, knock it back
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Red lights, heart attack
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Just a dream with no end in sight
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Waking up to evening
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Now it seems I live this rotten life
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Spoiled rotten life, frozen hair with burning hands
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Coming out to dance with other drones who couldn't give a damn
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But when the night calls
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Redcurrant lipstick with the lights off
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Look at all the bottles lined up
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Wondering who they could pop for
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Golden ember to the black floor
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Burning monks to [?]
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Part of the action
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Retweet, now you're the attraction
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Sit around and watch them
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Watch their faces and reactions
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Then blur the lines until the sun
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Is back on your horizon
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[Verse 12: Zombie Juice (of Flatbush Zombies)]
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Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe
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I'm in it, potent marijuana running shit like the mayor
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Rap game Peter Parker web swinging through the air
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My minds in the clouds and I ain't got a beer
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See I ain't got a care kill them now and reap the benefits
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Coldest nigga out and I ain't sold no fucking disc
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Henny bottle-eater, 3 grams in the fuckin' spliff
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Call it what you want I'm a zombie bitch I'm off this shit
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[Verse 13: Erick Arc Elliott (of Flatbush Zombies)]
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Yo prada never gonna pile up
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If you can't follow this game, nigga
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My team smoking that green
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If you ain't seen me then you must be a lame, nigga
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And I'll give you three shots hold this heat down
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Shorty pussy so wet she could soak a beach towel
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But meanwhile, [?] she thought it was a freestyle
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Everybody wanna floss like a G now
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What about me? Never had to give a shit about me
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Zombie gang all y'all niggas pace is
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On some basic shit it's no wonder that you sound the same
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So forever am I living staying out of prison
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Mommy told me different but these niggas don't hear it
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Forever am I living staying out of prison
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Mommy told me different but these niggas don't hear it
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[Verse 14: Meechy Darko (of Flatbush Zombies)]
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I heard lifes a bitch so I spit in simile
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Hit and lick so I stay hitting licks on the ave
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Hitting licks who is this? that be Meech
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Zombie walking casualty beat to beat till it's actually fragments
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Girl you ride a [?] and no not a can of soda
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Tearing flesh beating pussy like [?]
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No High school diploma but baby I'm a street soulja
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School of the hard knocks every class I leap over
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Smith and Wesson .500, long nose, mazel tov
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Shoot a man who squeal then I peel like an old cut
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Like my women height and not even trying
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And if she leaky leaky then Meechy gon' dive in
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Ha, mic check check me, skin darker than Wesley
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Two-eighths of shrooms got me dancing like Mr. Bentley
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Mind yo' fuckin' business, why you think the whip is tinted?
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The darkest shit in it smoking up to infinite
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[Verse 15: Renegade El Rey]
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Renegade, nigga let's get it straight from the gate
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I'ma tell you what it is, I'ma tell you what it ain't
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See you ain't gotta question
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Or better yet second guess anything that I might say
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You see not a single syllable is out of place
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I rock a venue, people barely know my name
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What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
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I'ma show so you know
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Niggas either do or they don't
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And bein' number two is what I won't be
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I'm silincin' lambs and sheep, don't sleep
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Cause my characteristics are that of a cannibal
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Call this shit Hannibal Lector
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My timing's impeccable, sharp like a razorblade
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And you look dissectible
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I've been on my mind for days
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Cause homie we've been in the grind for years
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Southern eagle, [?]fuck 'em all mane, we don't fly in fear
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I grew up in the city where they figured they can kill dreams when they kill king
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To get their shot, [?]
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I stay strapped, fuck you mean?
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'Bout my green, I need bread, I'm like "Fuck the rest"
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When I need bread, I'm like "Fuck the rest"
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I be up all night tryna chase the check
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Prolly spent it fast, I need to make it back
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M.E.M.P.H.I.S, they could never stop me
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Check these lames and pimp this game
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Let's put it in my pocket
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[Verse 16: Rockie Fresh]
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And they will never know 'bout all the nights that we prayed
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All the meetings we took, and all the records we played
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I tried to tell 'em I'm the shit, but they told us, "no way"
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With no cuts, they're like a barber, they're about to catch fades
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My number one rule is that I gotta get paid
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I've been thinkin' this way since I was in the 6th grade
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No English, I ain't talk, but boy could add
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In the school of hard knocks I'm a fuckin' grad
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In these Pumas I'ma run shit, high so I'm above shit
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Lame ass niggas gon' fuck with
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Bathing Ape trucker, I'm a fly mothafucka
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My team lookin' at me like every time it's supper
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Cause they know I'm gon' feed 'em, Rocky been a boss
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I ain't worried 'bout the price cause I can clearly pay the cost
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I'm the sharpest guy around and I'ma always cut my loss
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Then come back for the win, I'ma make it, then I spin
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[Verse 17: Pill]
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Real west side nigga, [?]
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Might pull the piece, somebody call a Buddhist
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[?] put me high [?]
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You can do that, flyin', fuck, do this
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And yeah I'm from the slimiest place where the bombs are pacin'
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Niggas call me Jason when the guns are chasin'
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Might hit 'em with the TEC, yeah the foul is flagrant
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You be on [?]
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Hand in the bowl when your hand really cold
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Work the light in the day shift
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I don't really give a fuck as long as I get paid shift
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New Cadillac, chopper, no new blade shit
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I go crazy on this beat right now
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I really gotta go and spit heat right now
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Don't matter what the fuck it's prada
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Well fitting suits eating on clam chowder
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Knock it out the park like Eric Estrada
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Remember I was shoppin' at Family Dollar
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Got your main bitch Facebookin', beggin' for a swallow
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Pop this pill then I pop my collar
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Park this shit then I toss a couple dollars
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Instagram, gon' post for some follows
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I've been in and out my zone if you really wanna know
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I got Hen and got Patron if you're really tryna go
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[Verse 18: Bodega Bamz]
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Oh, you don't know Bamz?
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I'm what the music game need
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Like Rich when he just came home and then gave the keys to a [?]
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Oh, you don't know Bamz?
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Fuck nigga, that nigga go chopped
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7:30 my time, I'm on psychiatric watch
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Oh, you don't know Bamz?
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Show and prove for what?
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I got XXL mula, I got bitches tryna get fucked
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Oh, you don't know Bamz?
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Not again [?] boy catch up
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Pool junkie rack up [?] act up
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Trunk with the mac truck bulletproof'ed up
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Oh, you don't know Bamz?
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Double parked on murder lane
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187 my address, Boulevard of pain
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Oh, you don't know Bamz?
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My cellphone backed up
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My clientele meet once
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No voice mail, just call me up, uh
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Hit me up when you want that cock
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Hit me up when you want more dick
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Hit me up when you want that cock
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Hit me up when you want more dick
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[Verse 19: Remy Banks]
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As I sit back and roll up this black demeanor
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Reminiscing on my past, still dreaming about that Beamer
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I never was that kid in the streets gripping on Nina's
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And still I was that [?]
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Leaders with the baddest features
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Dog 'em then it's onto the next like I do my sneakers
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That was the life I was living, careless about their feelings
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Caught cheating, ask for forgiveness, of course I got my way
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But now I'm older and wiser, cruising through summer days
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With a little Ma riding in the passenger, she rolling up that lavender
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Purple cannabis rapture, hit a high like (a Jersey??) in the rafters
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You wing a Frazier, some smart players until we major
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Traveling the world, collecting paper, pissing off these haters
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Come back home and invest in something then ball out later
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In five star restaurants high as hell when I tip my waiter
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Providing for my seed when I bring one in this world
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But until that day gets here I'm thinking about these joints, twerk
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[Verse 20: Killer Mike]
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Lord have mercy
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I'm so motherfucking fresh to death better call my hearse
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My hearse a 72442 with an all wood wheel and that bitch'll vert
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My Oldmobile is a cold mobile
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Got a cold, young chick down in Mobile
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My stacks so fat can't even hold that
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Fold that, lay flat like I lack no wheel
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Lay flat like I lack no wheels for real
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A nigga had to cold the corner, move crack for real
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Move crack for real
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No rap shit, but I rap rap shit, my rap shit for real
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So you rapping ass rabbit ass ratchet ass niggas
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Gotta listen to these raps for real
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Cuz, I don't give a fuck if you a Blood or a cuz
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Cause I draw blood for real
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Tryna hang in my city, tryna see a [?]
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They don't pity niggas, you'll get hit for real
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These maggot ass hoes ain't hit on shit
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They'll set you up for the loot shit, man
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Thinking that's your bitch, better have your shit
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Better have quick hands like Gucci Mane
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Niggas tryna get a brick of Kathy Lee Gifford
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Better be strapped like Clifford
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It's the big, black nigga then drip of the big black pistol
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I suggest you confess where you keeping all the money, mister
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At the work she see a hearse
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But at the best he just will pistol whip ya
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Get to see you child and live
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Lord have mercy, please forgive 'em, gone
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[Verse 21: Del Harris]
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Young Del God is handsome
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Your girl, she's on ransom
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She don't wanna come back
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Cause you don't make her [cum?]
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On the beats I do go dumb
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[?]
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And I make her squirt [?] when she grab that water gun
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Now fuck that brag rap, man
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I'm Batman, I'm Bruce Wayne
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I'm kickin' it, I'm Liu Kang
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I'm [?] these niggas, they're too lame
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Unorthodox, they're too tame
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I'm right hand but play left
521
I'll chop a trend down 'til there ain't no more plain left
522
Now pay respect to them gods, niggas
523
Not talkin' church, talkin' [?] niggas
524
On boulevards where we ride
525
Hovercrafts cause we fly
526
Q Gang 'til I die
527
Pyramid on my eye
528
Button up on my chest
529
[?] chain on top, no tie
530
While I'm choppin' up this thai food
531
Young Del God make god moves
532
Young Del God say "fuck fate"
533
If I lose then I choose to
534
This that chateau rap, that shit that niggas ain't used to
535
Might salad fork while I choose to
536
While I'm fine dining on YouTube
537
I'm a king, I said that I'm a king
538
Go to Onyx with an Onyx [?] on my ring
539
[Verse 22: YG]
540
I'm back in this bitch bashing
541
These rappers be swagger jacking
542
Clap 'em not, they don't even matter
543
1-2, this lung been splattered
544
And I heat a pistol on something
545
I keep a fifth on the belt
546
Pulling out the needles with the liable
547
Make shine sit on the shelf
548
Cause I ain't light on the body
549
Fuck waiting in your lobby
550
Hannah Montana finally did grew up
551
I've been waiting on Miley
552
I'm gangbanging 'til I break my fingers
553
Ti'l all my family members speak the slanguage
554
I ain't even drop no album yet
555
Off mixtapes, that's how I've been maintaining
556
If you a bitch nigga, sorry
557
In backs there is bodies
558
Have your best friend, cuzzo, uncle, pops and another
559
Bury you in front of everybody
560
If I ain't been who you are I don't fuck with you
561
If I fuck with you then I'm stuck with you
562
I'm stuck with you, I'll shoot it out
563
Do some years and a couple months with you, woo
564
[Verse 23: CyHi da Prince]
565
Lyrically I am the epitome of a real MC
566
Biblically I am Timothy, visually I am Tripoli
567
Full of bigotry, fighting with Gaddafi over liberty
568
[?], sipping Hennessy
569
That's my only vice, old school noisy pipes
570
I ain't tryna be the richest, I'm cool with an M like Obie Trice
571
Rappers sing the same song, it must be karaoke night
572
That shit sound like you sang the hokey pokey twice
573
But this the main event, can't tell me that I ain't a prince
574
A one-hit wonder to your girl cause I came and went
575
But this that fly talk, smoke it, you'll get high off
576
The best thing to happen to the street since the sidewalk
577
Or the stop sign, or the shots flying
578
From a Glock 9, now the block crying, I don't freestyle, I jot mine
579
Call me Mr 1-800, all I got is hotlines
580
These niggas tell so many stories they can overlook the skyline
581
[Verse 24: Young Thug]
582
Thugger!
583
Now I been rich since I was little like Robin Hood
584
They been hatin' on me, cutting my cable cords
585
They gon' hate on her when she come in Michael Kors
586
Meanwhile, your diction is lack, grippin' this wood
587
I want you
588
She went to grabbin' for my jewels, I told her
589
Buy yourself a squad, you get a rollie, rollie
590
She know she can't have it, that shit love my woadie
591
She want to buy him a chinchilla
592
She see you serve foreign country boys from the village
593
Always, I gotta stand her
594
No, she don't want nobody to eat but her
595
She but like fuck them digits, stack them digits
596
Cut them then we benefit, cut them then we send them into
597
She ride three deep with molly in the middle
598
Put ? all on my Jeep
599
Ain't got no handprints on my golds, they all on my seat
600
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
601
Bitches know it's time out
602
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out!'
603
They want to fuck me 'til I tell 'em all to time out
604
She stroke it, I can't coach it, I'm like 'Time out!'
605
I'm not no snitch, but I be tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
606
Tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
607
I'm so tired of tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
608
Tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
609
Now I'ma show 'em
610
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
611
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall like 'Zilla
612
I want you
613
Baby, don't you run from me, you know I want you
614
She down with Slime, she got a tattoo in another color
615
Thugger getting high in London
616
Bitches walking 'round naked in no pajamas
617
Lil' homie ran off with lots of numbers
618
And for that, I'm gonna fuck your aunt, your sis, your mama
619
Then pop a pill together
620
She want to feel just like I feel, we growing wings together
621
Everything perfect about her, can't get my things together
622
I turn her up and we shit out earthlings together
623
Just do it like Michael Montana
624
My ? say I got stamina
625
I cooking the Hannah Montana
626
I bury these hoes like Santas do
627
I kill every one of my features
628
I spend all my money on divas
629
My pockets on yella bands
630
Just like a beeper
631
[Verse 25: A$ton Matthews]
632
They found Max B prints in my way
633
Bitch, I rode the Red Sea through my biblical days
634
No roof, snow boots, and that Persian [?]
635
Perving the 80's, you ain't never surf with the Brady's
636
Ric Flair, a heavyweight champion
637
Got Trish Stratus with them panties on singing "daddy's home"
638
Bust it, in these Space Jams, I'm a Monstar
639
Do-rag, tote on, that cake blocked in an arm war
640
So rumble, young man, rumble
641
Young killa when he came out the jungle
642
Young dealer in the rains with the bundles
643
Gets no realer, get chipped when you stumble
644
Eat the ox on the foil, ten toes in the soil
645
Chop chop 'till he drop, fuck what you thought
646
I never leave my life with a lawyer
647
Eyes wide with my head on the swivel
648
Choose a side or get left in the middle
649
I just treat with the sand on the beach
650
When the desert eagles meet, then I'm finna beat
651
Rest them in their sleep, you can lose 'em to the beef
652
Move or we shooting in the jeep
653
Homicide coming through the sneaks
654
Your hands ain't moving with your cheek
655
Bag 'em up and move 'em up the creek
656
[Verse 26: Prodigy]
657
On my test, got a story to 'em
658
Like all my raps weigh more than music
659
The more I write, the better I do it
660
And right now my stock is up
661
I do me from day one, huh
662
My nigga you know where it hit fours
663
Still fuck with me at day hundred
664
Cause I don't play, I gets off
665
Piss off, bitch, you ain't lit
666
You just a nigga saying shit
667
Rappers burn out, Pasadena, Kansas state
668
Mobb Deep is that truth, liar
669
College is that fuel fire
670
Come try me, I show better than tell, Infamous empire
671
I'm on point like the state building
672
I stay sharper than razor blades
673
Think you doing the most, I give you the most
674
Slashes to the face
675
Hoes like "he so angry", uh
676
Trust me bitch, you gon' thank me
677
Cause when it pop and the smoke gone
678
We gon' walk outta here safely
679
Fuck with me, I got you
680
Real nigga, no costume
681
This modern art that I spit
682
It's not no bullshit, and colossal
683
So pour it up, pour it up, that's how we ball out
684
Cause when I bomb on these niggas it's worse than nuclear fall out
685
[Verse 27: SL Jones]
686
Keep the small bills separate from the hundreds, please
687
That bank vault can't talk but the numbers read
688
And the tellers makin' statements, breakin' all the codes
689
This ain't a mothafuckin' date, we takin' all the hoes
690
Shop 'til I drop, freshest corpse in the morgue
691
Lookin' like a fashion fossil, I'm Gianni reborn
692
Four, I was voted most likely to trap
693
It's survival of the trillest, nigga, die or adapt
694
Waste a lot of champagne but I don't waste a drop of time
695
Public with my gang relations, throwin' up the proper signs
696
Sawed off the shotty, got the chopper circumcised
697
Chevy so clean, look like I dipped that bitch in turpentine
698
All my homies certified, all my niggas outchea
699
Look like [?] we burned alive
700
Thought that I would ball 'til I fall, then I learned to fly
701
Spread my wings
702
They say success is contagious so I share my dreams
703
[Verse 28: Nasty Nigel]
704
Bolo swingin' from left to right
705
I'm not a cholo but I know hoes out in SoHo lovin' my ethnic type
706
When I smile for the photo looking like Lobo
707
Me and my bloodshot eyes
708
I pass on the Bud Light Lime
709
Just pass me that brew of St. Ides
710
Got cash, I ain't gotta think twice
711
Unconventional shit
712
Pretentious hipsters that diss
713
Half-assed review on Fader
714
Still get no love from Pitchfork
715
Nigel Rubirosa, que la cosa?
716
Feet up on the sofa
717
Heat up on the holster
718
World's Fair! Yeah, you know us
719
11-36-8 be the zip code
720
Corona, Queens nigga
721
That's what I call home
722
Feet on the dash, mind on the [?]
723
Racin' the Sun just so I can get dome
724
Pretentious shorties I've been with
725
My friends that had me convicted
726
It's been two years and I'm slippin'
727
Still got no pot to piss in
728
It's everyone goes, they can suck a [?]
729
We have another song, I won't fuckin' feel it
730
Eyes on the Harley and I'm tryin' to peel it
731
Had my eyes on [?] but she married Keaton
732
Got no job so I'm hardly eatin'
733
And you eatin' then we fuckin' beefin'
734
I need a pie and pizza just to meet up for a fuckin' feature
735
[Verse 29: Bobby Creekwater]
736
Man they don't wanna see a [?]
737
[?]
738
Happier than a mothafucka
739
You know lightweight grinnin' in a mothafucka
740
When you're a dead guy and you on that high
741
So the whole world spinnin' in a mothafucka
742
And a couple young angels hide their halo
743
Cause they're 'bout to start sinnin' in a mothafucka
744
They don't wanna see a nigga on the upswing
745
In a black tux with cufflinks
746
When you're the reason that every single girl in the party
747
Wanna dance and cuff drinks
748
When you're the reason that shit gets ran
749
And mothafuckas wheezin' to keep up with the plan
750
And the other niggas show up at your function
751
Actin' all anti-social [?]
752
Run up on your mama puttin' money in her hand
753
And you do that shit again and again and again
754
Pull up in the 8, goin' home with a 10
755
And you really can't defend or depend on your friends
756
Ex girlfriend wanna key up the Benz
757
When the Sun comes up, nigga we up to win
758
Mothafuck you man, all you do is set trends
759
And you do that shit again and again and again
760
[Verse 30: Action Bronson]
761
Ugh, ugh
762
Got those motherfucking custom Roshes
763
Feel me?
764
This big beard cover my face
765
Until my mother gets her first crib
766
My hand's on some surf shit
767
My Spanish mami perfect
768
Fuck around and get your father's shirt lift
769
Drop a thousand on some sake and some urchin
770
Swing the Dodge Viper lefty like I'm Randy Johnson
771
Hand me the Thompson
772
I'll spill your clams on the carpet
773
Then eat some snails with some garlic
774
Paint the town with a harlot
775
Green feelers and Carhartt
776
Three-wheelin out the car lot
777
Put the snorkel on the Wrangler cause I'm silly
778
I chip a little piece of brick into the philly
779
My daughter's neck is chilly
780
My son's neck is chilly
781
My mother is so cut
782
Look like it got bit by a grizzly
783
And these drugs got me spinning like some capoeira
784
Still rock the slow beats with gold teeth
785
Ain't afraid to hold heat
786
Control the Jeep
787
That's for the slow creep
788
Fuckin' pussy smells like old meat
789
It's me
790
[Verse 31: Heems]
791
Heema the highest human, flyest cumin in my unit
792
I ?, the shorties swoonin', and they want to get to spoonin'
793
Never wished i was taller, himanshu ain't no midget
794
Never wished i was a baller, if I want it, then I get it
795
I built a fucking blueprint, like who the fuck you kidding?
796
I;m ridin' around and I'm gettin' it, if it's mine, i'm spending
797
You lames and you fall, i'm like 2 Chainz when i ball
798
Got Husseins on my feet and Husains on my wall
799
Hussein Chalayans, a pretty girl said that's fancy
800
Unless his name is Hussein, give a fuck who your mans be
801
My shoes got dials, they ain't got laces
802
If you got beef, I show up with many faces
803
Been to many places where we leaving many cases
804
Running 'round, man, but we never catch no cases
805
Give a fuck about what you say, kicking it with like two babes
806
Top off, toupee, hot as fuck, creme brûlée
807
[Verse 32: Mike G]
808
There's no way I can care about much
809
You probably do the most and it's never enough
810
King Midas, I can make gold with a touch
811
Change my location to awesome, you should address me as such
812
Swear this game, you have to know it like the back of your hand
813
Destined to be like Superman for as long as you can
814
Wondering what's the purpose without living a life so grand
815
The worst hand is having the world without a master plan
816
I feel like you gotta pardon Mike for taking over this Earth
817
And [?] sleepless nights and long flights
818
And I don't like discussions unless it concerns a price
819
If you make it out of spite, you still make it so it's alright
820
I spit magic, so cold and lavish
821
Bad broads perform sexual acts in traffic
822
So smooth, the saxophone and jazz is
823
[?] what you lack and focus on what you have in the G
824
More than average, I'm nothing to test
825
If it's to me, you step and contest, then bring your best
826
Give it your all, now women beg me to call
827
And unless we overseas, we don't shop in the mall
828
Consider this [?] I've become urban myth
829
My aim is so swift, with this I can't miss
830
Top notch, number one on everybody's list
831
I promise to kill them all til everybody's missed
832
[Verse 33: Yak Ballz]
833
I never sell drugs, I took 'em
834
Never write rhymes, I cook 'em
835
I'm from the Old New York
836
Where you got your chain snatched
837
And your kicks tooken
838
I put my city up like I'm bench pressing
839
Scorin' high off the [?]
840
Brutal, last in 10 seconds
841
Jolly good, body good
842
I met a stripper named Hollywood
843
In Hollywood, glass slipper
844
And she gave me the sloppy gooooood
845
So you should tip her if you execute
846
Young leisure suit
847
[?] with no extra loot
848
My ex left me destitute
849
So chances are I don't remember you if I slept with you
850
You want karats, I'm turnin' rappers to vegetables
851
City of God, I'm askin' what would the devil do?
852
Instagram it, I forever rule, Ricky
853
[Verse 34: Zebra Katz]
854
Super villain, I'm killin', kick in the door
855
Watch me spillin' 'em, fuckin' winnin'
856
Straight killin' haters, they catchin' them feelings
857
See me grillin', me drillin', like we chillin'
858
But really see I'm fulfillin' their fantasies
859
Like I'm fuckin' my frienemy
860
Yo what's up, see me on [?] tryna get buck
861
Where in the world did he get that from?
862
When the bass drop down and he kick that drum
863
So what's up? Where in the world did he get that from?
864
Where in the world did he get that from?
865
When the bass drop down and he kick that drum
866
Yeah I've been known to really fuck it up
867
[?] zip zap zup
868
Speedin' on the highway, Bronco truck
869
When you ask for the Katz, mothafucka here I come
870
Yeah I've been known to really fuck it up
871
[?] zip zap zup
872
Speedin' on the highway, Bronco truck
873
When you ask for the Katz, mothafucka here I come
874
[Bridge: Zebra Katz] x2
875
Need [?]? Well I got it right here
876
Need motivation for the ass to gon' twerk? Well I got it right here
877
If you need a thing, a thing, then I got it right here
878
[?] I got it right here, I got it right here
879
[Verse 35: Curtis Williams (of Two-9)]
880
Most of these niggas gon' hate
881
Me and my niggas get paid
882
One nigga swing then we all gon' swing
883
We all gon' catch that case
884
Couple [?] to the face, got a [?] straight
885
Rappin' on beats got a young nigga made
886
What can I say? My closet got Bape
887
I don't do delays, I want it today
888
Noisy pack in my wrap
889
Hennessy in my cup
890
Ginger ale if I chase
891
But I really don't do that much
892
I really don't have that time
893
You ain't ryin' to get no funds
894
Doin' this shit 'til I die
895
I'm rollin' and smokin' on drugs
896
[Verse 36: Reese (of Two-9)]
897
Rollin' up, chokin' up on the kush smoke
898
Whip sick, big wheels, Big Willie shit
899
Hot boxer, hot sauna, car full, thick
900
I love the constituents, is down to get their lids peeled
901
Still pimpin', ridin' 'round town gettin' low
902
With my bright skin shawty, call her light show
903
She like Reese I'm tryna light that
904
Show love, she hold me down like an ice pack
905
It's big faces on faces bruh
906
Big faces on faces bruh
907
Dead men in my pockets got me goin' up
908
It's goin' face down if a nigga flex us
909
Yeah, in God we trust, but bands is a must
910
We gotta get that, spend that, get that
911
Re-up, recoup, repeat that
912
[Verse 37: Dave (of Two-9)]
913
Say deuce 9 in that ending
914
Been winning since the beginning
915
Did a couple shows, need a couple more
916
That price right but we skippin'
917
[?] we gettin' it
918
With that work I turn into a chemist
919
Walter White, send a [?] to my niggas locked up in prison
920
Free my nigga Chris
921
And free my uncle Marky
922
Now tell them they fucked up
923
When they told 'em they could start me
924
Cause I ain't lettin' up, they're talkin' 'bout the best
925
They better mention us, yeah they better mention us
926
[Verse 38: LightSkinMac11 (of Two-9)]
927
Apartment off [?]
928
Rottweiler just to watch 'em
929
Maybachs for the profit
930
Get a Lexus for my mama
931
Hail Marys for our fathers
932
Press the pedal to get farther
933
In that new thing
934
[?] the dollar
935
All about it so don't fuckin' bother
936
My loose change got me Bruce Wayne
937
And a 3 page spread
938
Y'all was sleepin' on the flow just a couple months later
939
Now y'all purchasing the flow, East Coast
940
[Verse 39: Alkebulan (of Two-9)]
941
King, god, pharoah
942
Feared the sensei, go for bone marrow, save
943
My name is running coyote
944
I'm on peyote with the queen, running on waves
945
I will make water out of Hennessy
946
[?] a monk, I was born a public enemy
947
Reign insurmountable
948
A woman will make me climax but she won't be into me
949
This is not a dream, marchin', in all black
950
A black claimed king
951
Respect the illustrator
952
Don't you dare try the Elohim of flexin'
953
I say my name when I name drop, son
954
Who's the god in this pantheon?
955
Two-9, Alkebulan, Alkebulan, Alkebulan, Alkebulan
956
[Verse 40: CEEJ (of Two-9)]
957
Get up trick
958
Put your head to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
959
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
960
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
961
Send 'em all to Hell, [?]
962
Spit it like braille, gotta feel this shit
963
[?] check up, haters still [?]
964
Yellin' kill 'em all and I'm on ball like I'm Billups, bitch
965
[Verse 41: Jace (of Two-9)]
966
Runnin' our heart, sit up bitch
967
Hard to go to sleep, all we know is work
968
Catch no Zs, chilled on purp
969
[?] came second but my bills on first
970
East Side nigga, still my turf
971
Pierce like 'Matic, hoes still at it
972
Swing like a batter and my crew goin' at it
973
Best believe that that shit gon' hurt
974
[Verse 42: Alexander Spit]
975
Toot up the French horn
976
The fog machine is sandstorm
977
Ain't go to camp
978
Cordless toward the performer that's keepin' your amps warm
979
'Fore the fans swarm
980
All but the limousine, swear to God that's in between
981
Indigo indie dream, you intervene
982
Yeah that's a Spit sixteen
983
Hearts inside of my tip jar
984
Like a bleeding beneath wood floor
985
And if every lion is purrin'
986
Then I'ma be certain I let my engine roar
987
I'm swingin' swords and swingin' chains
988
Singin' pure and bangin' strange
989
This Alexander Spit and I'm off the wall like [?]
990
I'm changin' lanes
991
Driftin' around whatever it is this game became
992
Like gorillas and orangutans
993
Go bananas and bangarang
994
They say I'm prayin' to that cross
995
For all of that fifteen minute fame
996
But I'ma get my [?]
997
And the god's here
998
So baby just open your bra zip
999
And just let them titties out
1000
And let 'em bounce like this was Paul Revere
1001
I'm 7.0in' on Pitchfork
1002
I'm 10-0in' on this court
1003
This Alexander Spit with a pistol
1004
[?] full of [?], I got this
1005
[Verse 43: ScottyATL]
1006
Better have my check, I need that first
1007
Before I move, before I step
1008
See I been burned it don't take long
1009
And learn quick, it ain't no twice
1010
I gave my time, I gave my life
1011
So I won't bet what all I spent
1012
I'm trying to be good, I'll take your ?
1013
And I ain't even playin, just ask my clique
1014
You know my steez, trying to get real A-Town
1015
Got that or either got sump' to give away
1016
Big feet on the bottom of a Chevrolet
1017
Everybody and they mamma sell plenty hay
1018
Need to ride with the weight scale
1019
Propped up in the seat trying to get that
1020
My ? on a eastside ho ?
1021
Tell Bron Bron we can bring the Heat back
1022
I'm a champ, I support it
1023
Flipping through the hundred
1024
Cool Club with it
1025
Running to the money
1026
I'm in shape, I'm in shape stacking cake
1027
Duncan Hines go get "Faith" thats my last tape
1028
I'm on 10, I'm on fire, I'm on point, I'm on smash
1029
Rolly on my dash, breaking down in my ?
1030
I'm Atlanta, ScottyATL ho 1 space that's a Y not an IE
1031
Slipped in ain't even check ID
1032
Game leave me I'ma rap IV
1033
[Verse 44: Da$h]
1034
Year before '83, I be the kid who found ET
1035
Tell him teach me all he know, prolly make [?]
1036
Call a bitch over for throat and put her on some [?]
1037
Just to get up in her brain and now she out makin' me change
1038
I'm full of dynamite, throw her on the blade, no Wesley Snipes
1039
Young Roxanne, baby, sell that body to the night
1040
I'm [?] to die for once
1041
[?] throw the pad at Christ, they askin' God how do I write this stuff
1042
The Lord never liked me much, but I'm sayin', "Oh well"
1043
Blazin' up with the devil, watchin' [?] in the cell
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Matches your favorite actress, blastin' naked on my mattress
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Polygraphs break, you say I ain't the illest nigga rappin'
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[?] captain of this multi million dollar faction
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Man didn't chief
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My sons of sons'll sandwich the beef
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We get loot, always scram from police
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You bitch niggas lose your head if you speak
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I ash the doobie off the cruise ship
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And flew [?] cheffin' out of Ruth Chris
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Two bitches tellin' me they do sniff
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What do you know?
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So much wax in this bitch, smokin'
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You'd thinkin' I'm fuckin' mad or too soft
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[?]
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Nah, fuck that
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Bring them [?] back
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[?]
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On a daily basis, sip liquor, I never chase it
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[?] I'm the greatest, carve a statue of my face, bitch
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Description 3 Contributors ?
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36 Emcees all rapped a verse for Noisey's "The Rap Monument", the song was recorded during three sessions (held in Los Angeles, Atlanta, and New York) everything was put together to a 42 minute long song.
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The song "” sponsored by Noisey & Hennessy, was initially released as a clean edit.
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BoredBorderlineGenius's photo BoredBorderlineGenius 9,681
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That was a lot of scrolling
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The RG Prince's photo The RG Prince 9,169
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CAN WE GET A "JUMP TO ARTIST" FOR EACH ONE??? @streetlights
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ChakraKid_262's photo ChakraKid_262 2,662
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I've improved my trigger finger from all that scrolling
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"‹streetlights's photo "‹streetlights 225,219
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@Halfadelic I can only do it if there's a good annotation on each artist's verse, preferably at the top of the verse
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Mcdiddle's photo Mcdiddle 3,092
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To lazy to even read the lyrics or listen to the whole thing, meh/10
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Random niggas that have no chemistry rapping together that just sounds like a high school lunchroom.
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Some of them regardless can spit shit tho
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sho's photo sho 26,862
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