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Zombies!

(Gudda Gudda)

Uh, im in
cold as him
I got them on gin
I knock em down like bowling pins,
Im chasin paper, while i my dreams
im on codeine mixed with that promethazine
cargo shorts, tee on me
Morgan Freeman in my cup up that lean on me
I need on delivery, C.O.D
Young in this motherfucker, we gon' eat
now watch me O.D, substance
in my raps every time i speak, this i preach, yeah
and let these lil' know who the god is
I son rappers, let them who they father is
I wouldnt him, cuz i will slaughter them
then hang a nigga from a like a ornament
yea im on my shit, full
its a game and im dirty like a ?? (wine-back?)
yeah nigga im back, now who stop that
Murcielago, with the top
all red me
no round me
killers wit me too, bust your head proudly
go head and me
bitch i got money (piling)
and i got movin', call it snow-plowin
when the on, Young Money rite here
Yeah i smell fear, worst nightmare
im in your dreams, while im mine
I got a sick flow, i spit that swine
threw up a virus when i spit a line
yeah im gettin' mine, bitch its dinner
and you are artists
and we taking over, we bout' to starve you artist
but imma eat
i got freakin goddess
in my bed giving head, and she take orders
man this is gorgeous
im so better
other rookie niggas
come and meet the
i got that
knock, let me in
or be in your living room, late night
let em in
bitch let me in