Tom: A minor•
Verse 1
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So
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Em
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many,
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Keep reachin' the top of this mountain
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K- Roc ain't go beg the believas
I'm from where the prophets
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Make a little rich with Third World Click
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I'm on top this shit though
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Am I came with Juice Man can scratch
Fucked up his chest
Plus I'm on the dub
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They might know we on edge
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While these groupie ass bitches
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Prophet Posse we made it bitch
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K- Roc we rockin' wit empty (??)
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May kick in this shit that you
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To bad that bitch is a want to be killa
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We murder the bitch and fall
out of the fame
Verse 2
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Eight if you be includin'
the two behind the dot
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So how they thinkin' they
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gon' stand up to the six
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To artillerize this click
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Candid cameras be in the trees
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So I can feel safe when I'm
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goin' off that uzi manne
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Go low mass Suburban, uh
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Go low mass and Impala, nuh
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But because you nosie hoes
I'm stoppin' uh
Verse 3
rest
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Out there finna crash like a lunatic
Is it to them bitch
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If finna get em'
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Head back to bisac
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have they take him to woods
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I would let that boy go
But the hoe just make me sick
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When the woofers start blastin'
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Here yee, here yee don't you see
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I got that Three 6 Mafia here
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Were deeper than your faculty
Verse 4
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Sportin jewelry and the
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syndicate
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Em
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We rollin' hard
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Cause ain't nothin' but the
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money flow in this camp
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Verse 5
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I gotta get it
While the gettin' is good
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Yeah, you know the motto bitch
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Cause it's better when you havin' shit
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Dollar signs is on my mind
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Look into my fuckin' eyes
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Lettin' you know that
Prophet is on the rise
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Visualize me as you mrs.
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I'm somewhere on that mowett
Is how I kick it
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So niggas recognize that in this here niggas
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Ready to rumble
What's it gonna be
Verse 6
journey
On to the world
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Or do you know about where
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the nig ga be hearin'
This house of Scarecrow
make headin'
to make it back home in the 21st century
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We niggas keep letchin' the duration
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The Three 6 (??) I punish
to place the grace behave
We leavin' no traces
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Were paperchasin'
Don't maybe get to rockin'
Whit this motherfuckin' stock
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And open seseme my forty
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Know what they croppin'
When we ride grand larceny tonight
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You best be slidin' through
Three 6 murderers
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Creep form the black side
I got this plan
This plan to rob a man
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Tell him we got plenty of white
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Get a nigga a key of sand
Take his fuckin' cheese
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Count them g's
Then go overseas
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ans make them drop it off
Say nigga please
With them good
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From my niggas dope
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Nothin' but the pure
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And that chronic that'll make you choke
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I'm stugglin' in that paperchase
From day to day
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For you niggas snitchin'
Proppin' dimes
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I'm takin' care of mine
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[Chorus 4X]
Outro 1
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