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& Sol]
Uh, Amil-lion, Sol
Major Coins,
what, uh uh
Roc-a-fella,

Uh, uh, uh
Lyrical, your eye, the storm
saw me comin' but I made sure you was warned
In a blaze I run a gun high, I'm soundin' a
See my glarin', runnin' by negative four
I see you shunnin', gimme when I need it or I take it
Fuck game, the blame, ain't no need to be fakin'
Motha-fuckas want to it to the point where I'm brakin'
Feel the in the heart nigga, ain't no mistakin'
Do away the corn comin', follow the rain
In it goes, swallow pride like you my pain
Where the grain, my fire, don't you wish you was tame
Can't you say it, made it clear, keep em yellin' my
Sol, play the I was dealt in the game
Take it how you figure mini it, standin' the flames
Basil, how you live it for clear it, nothin' the
360, kept em after dark, knowin' I
fuckin' wit me

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My bitches light it up, it stop
We gon' make it happen the last one drop
My niggaz light it up, it don't
In the new millenium, check no shit

My light it up, it don't stop
They gon' know we ran when we let the pop
My niggaz light it up, it don't
First one move be the one hit

Something's about to off
Foxy lady, come off
In situations we niggaz run off
off, when the guns go off
Blaow, to light shit up
Quicker than cops shit up
If it get to hectic you might get stuck
and tied up
While the key still keep playin'
Never bitches cause you might need faces
Bust seven caps, stack the three
Or the house by the before see neighbors
Suspects, what the fuck
I double up like I shuffle up decks
Move relationships for those who cut
I want what I want, less
yeah, Amil-lion, nigga what?

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Light it up, see me callin' bluff, knuckle up
struck when you thought you was buff
What the
Try to put it down than us
Better duck nigga, head stoned like it was
? run up
Let me show you we playin' in here
Times up, it up, we gon' play on your fear
One up, two ahead, made it clear
Sol, mother-fucker, switched it in gear

How you me now
A little more now
be mad 'cause I'm icy now
Just imagine the price be now
Whoa, I come wit, make drop
Got ya suckin' your teeth, a lot
Wherever I it I crowd the block
and Sol, ain't about to stop

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[Amil &
right, uh

Sol
Major Coins the grain
Marvin Gaye, Storm (yeah, what, uh)

For ass
85, uh-huh, uh

Uh

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