Kunci: C# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I swear the taste of revenge
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is more sweeter than honey
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I'm on these streets in a Benz,
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see me getting this money
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Can't forget about my friends,
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I'm yelling "Free Rummy"
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Real nigga for real,
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and that's my day onie!
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Ya'll know, I shine bright when I roll,
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plot on mines and I blow
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Smoke, pow! Here you go! I am not the one,
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Troy Ave, New York City,
Verse 2
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I know this Lil' chick who reminds
me of myself
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As far as being a hustler,
gettin' it by herself
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Dancin' in the clubs,
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sellin' off some pounds
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She even do taxes when the
season come around
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She had a dream like Martin
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to get up out the streets
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But was saving her bread
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She did everything right,
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except choose the wrong peeps
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And unknowingly shouldering a snake where she sleep,
damn!
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Pictures on the gram,
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stacks of money on the dresser
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She about to start a business
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last night as a stripper
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Al though she thought,
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got home and got caught
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Thieving nigga robbed the crib
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and left everything tossed
A
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Close, to 72 O's and all the paper
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that she stacked to achieve bigger goals
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She wondering should she call the
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cops or fill him up with holes
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You know how I be on it,
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I say that nigga must go! Revenge, what!?
Verse 3
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I swear the taste of revenge
is more sweeter than honey
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I'm on these streets in a Benz,
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see me getting this money
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Can't forget about my friends,
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yelling "Free Rummy"
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Real nigga for real,
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and that's my day onie!
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Ya'll know, I shine bright when I roll,
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plot on mines and I blow
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Smoke, pow! Here you go! I am not the one,
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Troy Ave, New York City,
Verse 4
Brooklyn, uh!
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I'm laying with a blonde,
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like Frankie Sinatra
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head over my boxers
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Drawers by Versace,
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know they match the socks, yeah
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I'm just a Young Don,
no plate, full of pasta
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Shorty Portuguese, I'm importing ki's
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Might go to Monaco,
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hit Monte Carlo overseas
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French Riviera, French toast,
never French kiss
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Hollandaise sauce, smoked salmon,
eggs Benedict
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Before we hit the Grand Prix,
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you know who her man be
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A trolling blogger, who don't know
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no bet ter than to offend me
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For all your columns,
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rather than hittin' you with the Semi'
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I hit your bitch with this dick! You bitch nigga,
Verse 5
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I swear the taste of revenge is more
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I'm on these streets in a Benz,
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see me getting this money
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Can't forget about my friends,
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I'm yelling "Free Rummy"
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Real nigga for real,
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and that's my day onie!
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Ya'll know, I shine bright when I roll,
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plot on mines and I blow
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Smoke, pow! Here you go! I am not the one,
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Troy Ave, New York City, Brooklyn, uh!
Verse 6
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on my waist where the heat at
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Looking for these tough niggas
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"Where the fuck they be at?"
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I got plenty shows,
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plenty more, as I blow up
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They 'posed to be foes where I
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goes they don't show up
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I guess it's all talk,
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rub my dick in they jib bers
You know they type pussy,
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critters with some Twitters
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Body shots will put you on the clock
Head shots, you don't need
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a doc' just the diggers
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might take a bat to that fool
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Say no comment when they ask
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about me in an interview
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First and last one, I don't speak twice
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You responsible for all your
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friends who don't talk nice
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Lil' nigga, you've been warned! For your
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ungratefulness I play you like a pawn
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Lil' old nigga, you've been warned! Yeah,
I sampled ya voice you was using it wrong!
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