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Earlee Riser
Earlee Riser
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Hari
Hari
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Ichiban Don
Ichiban Don
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Billymaree Duffy
Billymaree Duffy
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Daylyt
Daylyt
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William Brown
William Brown
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Eric Crumes
Eric Crumes
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Punch
Punch
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Jrias Law
Jrias Law
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Davon Campbell
Davon Campbell
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Nick Grant
Nick Grant
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Nicholas Grant
Nicholas Grant
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Lyric Michelle
Lyric Michelle
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Terrence Henderson
Terrence Henderson
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Hari
Hari
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Fuck what you heard, my niggas lethal The wars don't end, but this ain't peaceful Namaste, we make you eagles Swear to God this shit illegal (now hold up) O-Okay Oh yeah, there he go, yeah, it's me, ho, I'm a talkin', walkin' kilo Snort some blow, go blow your nose, ho, that boy cold as below zero Big Punchino and his people hoppin' out that four-door Regal Desert Eagle to your Pico, easy money, nigga, free throw Make sure you keep close, better not speak code, make a peep, you die a snitch We come in peace, peep out the mole then make a peephole through your chest Wearin' a peacoat over the vest, most of they heroes more or less Talk to them people, they confessed, the G code is in distress I run through these hoes like Emmitt, I squeeze to the barrel Whistle at you and your missus, nigga, we workin', no slowin' business Yeah, no GMO or gimmicks, my flow like that dope, just mix it Please don't make me show the straps like Urkel with both suspenders Nah, y'all niggas not familiar, La Costa Nostra business, bruh Professional corner-benders, uh, prepare for coroner visits (Yeah) Prepare for warmer temperatures, mix a nigga, I am a chemist Prickin' our fingers, draw blood 'til you get the picture Yeah, shoot a hole through your door like a peephole, amigo Fred Segal, shop until we Seal, fly like an eagle All my friends illegal, gettin' to the green like Cee-Lo My Latinos call me "chivo", I'm the GOAT, dope rico We know we slaves in this picture, drink pitchers of Kool-Aid Who gave me these Scriptures' promises? Mama raisin' me Christian K's raisin' for cripping, went to school in the kitchens Caskets and suit and ties, L.A. Unified School District Blue district, two district, nah, you restricted from thinking, no learning shit Shot, eyes closed, cats permanent blinking Oral surgery leakin', its peak performance got the infirmary reachin' Mass capacity, blasphemy, get it jumpin' like a deacon The rose that grew from the cement, don't close the door, let a freak in This Benz is so big and sexy, I call that bitch Queen Latifah Can't creep in our sessions, sleepin', put beatings on 'em, we eat 'em Heart beatin' strong as a torpedo, seekin' hunger, no warning Yeah, shoot a hole through your door like a peephole, amigo Fred Segal, shop until we Seal, fly like an eagle All my friends illegal, gettin' to the green like cee-lo My Latinos call me "chivo", I'm the GOAT, dope rico Uh, we ain't done, we form like Voltron SOCOM, army like SOCOM, I'm so Saddam I'm so Nagasaki with the flow, Hiroshima bomb Arm, leg, leg, arm, head gone
Writer(s): Daylyt, Earlee Riser, Ichiban Don, Jrias Law, Lyric Michelle, Nick Grant, Punch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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