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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 chase my
while im on 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, time i preach, yeah
and let these lil' know who the god is
I son rappers, let them know who they is
I wouldnt bother him, cuz i will slaughter
hang a nigga from a tree like a ornament
yea im on my shit, full
its a filthy game and im dirty a ?? (wine-back?)
yeah nigga im back, now who gon' that
Murcielago, the top back
all red me
no round me
killers wit me too, they your head proudly
go and doubt me
i got money pilin' (piling)
and i got movin', call it snow-plowin
when the on, Young Money rite here
Yeah i fear, your worst nightmare
im in your dreams, while im livin
I got a sick flow, i spit that swine
threw cough up a virus when i spit a
im gettin' mine, bitch its dinner time
and you are artists
and we taking over, yeah we to starve you artist
but eat regardless
i got your freakin
in my bed giving head, and she freakin orders
man freak is gorgeous
im so better
these rookie niggas
come and meet the
i got medicine
knock, let me in
or be in your living room, late night
let em in
bitch let me in