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Yeah Godzilla with the microwave, causing heatwaves Ziggler with the suplex slam, make the ground shake Y'all do too much, feeling pain, you move too much Proceed like sorry, not sorry Chop 'em down wardog, let 'em all off All out war till you get it called off Chop 'em down wardog, let 'em all off All out war till you get it called off Look I'm like Bob the Builder bitch, with the big tool 30 hanging out, like niggas used to skip school R.I.P. Woozy, I'm the nigga you can live through Yeah, big blood, with his motherfucking wrist blue Shell popping through the mouth, he can send the bricks too Got an addy for the touchdown, when I get through Pussy boy, kill that noise All that bull, get who? Listen you a bitch, little nigga, I'm a pit bull Drop a location, pull up on him, check his temperature 'Cause when we bump heads, make sure you got that energy I'ma leave the punks dead, pouring out the Hennessy Niggas in the trunk dead, niggas can't remember me Chop 'em down wardog, let 'em all off All out war till you get it called off Chop 'em down wardog, let 'em all off All out war till you get it called off And fade away Into the rain Don't entertain What they cannot relate Little black mask, addicted to selling dime sacks Pedal down fast, I'm speeding, can't take my time back If you ride with 'em, then go ahead and die with 'em You was happy 'til you against me Came to the conclusion that you hiding from shit Because ya' mans mysteriously be dying and shit And that revenge, y'all niggas ain't never take none Dead friends, that's why I never make none Godzilla with the microwave, causing heatwaves Ziggler with the suplex slam, make the ground shake Y'all do too much, feeling pain, you move too much Proceed like sorry, not sorry Chop 'em down wardog, let 'em all off All out war till you get it called off Chop 'em down wardog, let 'em all off All out war till you get it called off
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