Kunci: C minor
Intro 1
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I'm ready for drama,
Verse 1
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just know P carry the llama
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They bury you before they bury your mama
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You can call me the king,
S -430 blowin' it
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Two -way to FedEx, the hitman of the fix
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His plane touched down
at a quarter to eight
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O 'Hare Airport, of course it was late
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He hopped in instantly,
we rollin' the grapes
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Told him about the Syrian niggas
that was holdin' away
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Barbies, restaurant,
he took fish, I ordered steak
we need a bigger portion of plate
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All you do is collect money,
we order the crates
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Life in the feds is hard,
you ignore my fate
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We need a better price on the product,
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a discount on the key s
They got a cheaper with the Vietnamese
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Once they craze, come with the trees
And they bring it to us
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He replied in an ill manner,
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who could you trust? Yo! After
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I pull my strap out, strap out
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My memory just blacked out
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If you don't pull your strap out
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Then you can never pull it out
Lonely niggas strap this shit
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And if you don't blast first,
then we all die too
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Yeah!
Lonely niggas strap this shit
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And if you don't blast first,
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then we all die too
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Yo! I'm just waking up in the morning,
man, I love my life
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Got out of bed, took a shower,
Phone ring as I step on the marble
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DBI see when I answer,
I'm business,
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they can't stand me
Who could it be?
It's my dude from Chicago
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Big chipped up Marcielago
Biggie Koop, the noob, there I go
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Jumps in a G4, fine, hi, bro
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Fold up the laptop, I enter the area
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50 states, small figure,
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that guard at a barrier
I'm still moving as I jump in a spaceship
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Cock that 50 cal guns to they faces
so what's happening baby
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We the dudes, we can't lose
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Gotta make a nigga pay me
I'm Godzilla as I'm pushing the pride up
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A hundred niggas hustling,
we ready for drama
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H2s, a hundred keys and coca linds
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We dope stuff, we need it cheap
and we still cop steep
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It's the God It's the God Yo!
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After I put my strap out, strap out
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My memory just blacked out
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If you don't put your strap up,
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then you can never pull it out
Only niggas strap this shit,
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and if you don't blast first,
then we all die too, yeah
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Only niggas strap this shit,
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and if you don't blast first,
then we all die too, yeah
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wiped out off the earth
with my clockwork
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You know it's gon' hurt
with my strap work
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Yeah, I'm fuckin' your wife
till her cock hurt
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Up the block in a 7 .3 driver skirt
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Snakes still feedin' foes, no cut, no rub
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Up the block, goin' up, numbin',
Slappin' niggas for no reason,
cause niggas typey
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Niggas don't like me,
cause I pipe as wifey
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Niggas fakin' from the 600, gunnin'
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cussin' when there's nothin'
When my choppa dump, I leave niggas slum
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Up the block in the drop, nigga, what?
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I'll you
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