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The chinese have a saying |
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Dangerous men gonna meet in our streets |
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Thats who I was, war raised between the clans |
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And that meant pressure on me to make more weapons |
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And this word of the gold *******p is spread |
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Strangers, suddenly appeared and |
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Machete still stainless, the archbishop run from the narks |
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A crisscuit, plus play the harp risk glissen |
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Goon captain, catch me in Afrika, |
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Black down before 5 somalians black tense |
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Rubbers so wonder woman bangers and blue coupe |
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Im usually up on the roof counting mad lu |
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Ru beard reefer, t frame, doing me 1 2 |
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Smoking with a plane jane trooper |
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Excellent with rifles, out in Japan |
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In a flight goose, switch blade I poke out the night booth |
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Flusted on the bullet train with chains on |
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Get my chain on, get my train on |
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Thunder money make bread, brainstorm |
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All this is made for the forbes list, |
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Laws get pissed, hey yo, he ******* me out his draws, he diss me |
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All of this is calculated |
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The ba*******an of the black can |
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Mafia money, killers and rock ten |
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x 2 |
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Bone cru*******ng, smooth, kicks, blades, |
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Shopping, 2 bricks, master of the weaponry, |
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Sell to both clicks |
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Blacksmith with the iron fists |
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Rigo mortis, I watch that body rot to the bone structure |
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Sweep out your brains, watch your eye ******* rapture |
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Black magic leave your ******* skull in the soup pot |
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Machiavelli, they moves like 2Pac, suicidal tendencies |
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Down to white hennesey, |
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Look in the book, Im the definition of menace be |
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Choking *******s out for no reason, its duck season |
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Im cold as ice, 6 degrees below freezing |
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Stay dead rockets stripe *******rt like Freddie Kruger |
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Yous a baby piranha surrounded by barracudas |
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7: 30, Im more like 6 oclock, |
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Straight up and down, beat *******s till theres blood in the socks |
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Ox and duffle, stuff men, black bags |
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Without getting no blood on my fresh race, ruthless |
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Out of the storm, going no emotions |
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I piss out poisonous potion |
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x 2 |
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Bone cru*******ng, smooth, kicks, blades, |
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Shopping, 2 bricks, master of the weaponry, |
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Sell to both clicks |
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Blacksmith with the iron fists |
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Its the 3 delli, venoms with weapons in the denims |
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Such *******t that will shake windows and break lake tennis |
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Come left field, aint crooking straight blaze in them |
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How you *******s is straight laze with a fake leg in them |
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Wolf in sheeps clothing, I scope in the tender land |
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Spend you ******* like a ballroom dinner dance |
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T more dress code got suspender clams |
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Russian roulette money bag go and spin your chance |
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You little fleas, to kill a bees and army in |
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hollow flow to your collar bone |
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sound like the first key on the xylophone |
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Grown men discus the death |
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Gi quick, the smelly face turns solid stone |
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Gold facebe the wilest known |
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We straight street, but we keep a seat in the palace throne |
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x 2 |
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Bone cru*******ng, smooth, kicks, blades, |
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Shopping, 2 bricks, master of the weaponry, |
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Sell to both clicks |
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Blacksmith with the iron fists. |
