He looks determined without ruthless Something in this man There's a courage about him, look like a killer across so calm Acts like he has a dream full of You don't me, huh? Well, you know why I do, we're not supposed to trust anyone in our anyway
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Raise a generator But yo, guess who's the Trump? Dough be flowin' by the Wu, we got the collars, Word life, peace to power and my unit Word up! to set it, don't wet it Real lick shots, peace Connecticut
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Chef'll shine like marble, remarkable Real raise up, spend your money, argue But this is for the uninvited Go head and rhyme to it, big nigga mics is gettin' Morphine sticks be burnin' chlorine Niggaz recognize here to Baltimore to Fort Green But hold up, Moet be tastin' throw-up My mob roll up, to death, whips rolled up
Ya never had no wins, slidin' in these wit Timbs With and broke friends Ya got guns, got too, what up son, do You battle for cash and see who Sun too? I wax, tax, smack rap niggaz who fax Niggaz lyrics is wack stand unofficial, wet tissue, blank bustin' Scud missles You rollin' like Trump, you get meat lumped
For real, it's just rap democracy Here's the policy, slide off the ring, the Wallabees the status, soon to see me at Caesar's Palace eatin' We beatin mics and the to Dallas I move rhymes retail, make sure shit sell From where we at to my cell
From to stage, minimun wage But to get a article in 'Rap Page' But all I is my house, my gat, my Ac Bank account fat, it's goin' down that And pardon the French but let me Italian Black Stallion, dwellin' on That means the of Staten And niggaz carry gats and mad police Manhattan
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I do for barber shop niggaz in the Plaza Catchin asthma, Rae is gun-flashers Well-dressed, skatin' through the wit big ones Broke elevators, turn the out, stick one Upstairs, switch like a Hip Brazilians, the cash or your children, leave the buildin' Niggas, yo they be foldin' like envelopes under Like Lou Farigno on
Yo, Africans denyin' up in yellow cabs like funk, wavin' they arms, the Arabs Sit back, coolin' like on rocks On the crack spots, rubberband wrapped on my You bitches who fuck dreds on hurtin', they did it for a yard for the Feds Word up, cousin, nigga, I it a 27-inch Zenith, believe it!
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