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These streets is fuckin' vicious Can't make the wrong decisions These streets is fuckin' vicious Can't make the wrong decisions I clap 'em in they tracks, my paper come in stacks And stacks of rubberbands thicker than a paperback Just let the Henny flow, go where you wanna go My party heavyset, ready set, baby here we go My party heavyset, ready set, baby here we go It's not a fuckin' game, you know my fuckin' name It's not a fuckin' game, you know my fuckin' name I'm number one with a motherfuckin' bullet man! (Motherfuckin' bullet man!) My soldiers come with missiles, gauges grenades and pistols Bitch you're all in front of the paper dyin' to press the issue My soldiers gettin' at you, full clip is spittin' at you You duck and stuck in position just like a fuckin statue It's not a fuckin' game, you know my fuckin' name It's not a fuckin' game, you know my fuckin' name I'm number one with a motherfuckin' bullet man! Fuck- fuck the industry Fuck- fuck it Fuck- fuck the industry Fuck it, fuck it Fuck- fuck the industry Fuck- fuck the industry
Writer(s): Niels Koster, Pepijn Y Hol, Remco Prevoo, Youri H R J Claessens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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