Tom: E minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I see death around the corner,
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plus it's down the street
They act street,
but these rap niggas
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I got a bag, but I don't brag,
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I move around the street
When King Jaz passed away,
he left the crown with me
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I really stand for something,
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so I don't fall for shit
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I'm from the jet, you push wet,
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My life more than rap,
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My lil' cousin lost his trial,
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he just called me sick
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Brick of old red, cost a Louis V
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I'm mixin' juice with my juice,
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I'm sick of sippin' soda
They kick the cup,
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I still get mad when I just kick it over
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All these diamonds ain't designed
My ex -bitch sister paid me,
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now I know she hate me
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For the ring, I watch alone,
a little over 80
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And niggas mad, your nigga's shinin',
that shit motivate me
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Niggas blow money,
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we be blowin' this shit
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As many Glock came stock,
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had to throw in the stink
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Soon as game hit the town,
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I'm puttin' bro in a lick
If you ain't really in this field,
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just can't go on this trip
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Nigga, it's blow money,
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we be blowin' this shit
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As many Glock came stock,
had to throw in the stink
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Soon as game hit the town,
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I'm puttin' bro in a lick
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If you ain't really in this field,
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just can't go on this trip
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Nig ga, we kick the door down,
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we hit it straight to the safe
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If the nigga get in the way,
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we smack him with the cake
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Skydwell on my wrist, that's a 40 ball
And I got the Cuban link,
nigga, what the fuck you think?
Road change,
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just to hold my fuckin' pendant up
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Niggas still hatin', hella broke,
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nigga, give it up XD
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and that bitch got a lemon squeeze
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We be in the studio, hella high,
blowin' trees
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Catch some niggas,
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then them people bring the tape out
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We be with them niggas on the low,
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on the stakeout
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It ain't never on pause,
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Catch me on the block late night,
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gettin' things right
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Hell yeah, I'm in a trap,
I be trappin', nigga
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And I got some niggas on
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I'm gettin' money, hell yeah,
I got my funds up
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And I got it on my hip,
I dare a nigga run up
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Niggas blow money,
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we be blowin' this shit
As many Glock came stock,
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had to throw in a stick
Dm
Gm
Soon as game hit the town,
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I'm puttin' bro on the lick
Gm
If you ain't really in this field,
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you can't go on this trip
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Nig ga, it's blow money,
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we be blowin' this shit
Gm
As many Glock came stock,
had to throw in a stick
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Soon as scheme hit the town,
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I'm puttin' bro on the lick
Gm
If you ain't really in this field,
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you can't go on this trip, nigga
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