Tonalidad: Gb major
Verse 1
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The burners in the stash,
we about the cash
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We got females that got it like that
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The golden childs that bone the crowd
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See niggas in the place
that bit my style
Verse 2
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Well I'm a singer, dancer,
we bulletproof brothers
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Wu- tang got the answer
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'Cause if I had a chance, to do it again
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I will still keep the heat in my pants,
Verse 3
uh
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Y'all be nice to the
crackheads, everybody listen up
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I shot one of my bitches,
the hoe ain't trick enough
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Word life to big screen don,
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tapping dustbones out
With star writers like I fucked celine dion
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Stuck everything that's
the god's honest beyond
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We airin' niggas out that's
the type shit that we on
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Official wu- tang
headbanger
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Flood your space with big waves
like you didn't set an anchor
Verse 4
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Yo, I drink heavy gallons of crew,
play the big part
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Niggas got squid on the grill,
selling kids clarks
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Finesse notes, yo,
the guess on with the best pose
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Yellow swede one matching
hat with the grey gun
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Niggas be rhymin' for nothing,
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then my team pull up
We all throw down y'all broke
niggas stay frontin'
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Lines come digital stupid,
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plus ain't got no jewlery on
Bet I'm still live and I'm coopin'
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Two of my silverbacks run through
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a pack of your wolves
Front on react and sippin'
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cog- i- nac so relax dude
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Know I'm with these cracks dude
Verse 5
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Yo, 1, 2, Dirt Mcgirt!
Solid tone smith with 5th shots,
lick shots
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Leave your head like a
shaolin monk with 6 dots
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Brooklyn, zoo, zoo (yo)
Brooklyn, zoo! (yo!)
Verse 6
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It's the return of bin laden,
grab your armor
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Smash pretty boy niggas, crush they karma
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Eat bones with alligators, roll deep,
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with my entourage
My whole crew's fresh
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out the bars
Diggler, aka the cab driver
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Drop him off in the middle of fire
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Dirty island, drag bodies to the murder land
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Knock niggas out hurtin' my hand
Verse 7
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I remember in the elevators
when we was playin' corners
Now we play the corners and the cops is stayin' on us,
(uh)
Staten's where the war is
Where the court system's
running out of warrants
Where TNT be jumping out the Taurus
For real I can't call it
You see I love Lucy
'cause she lawless
Exactly like that 1- 0- 3- 0- 4 is
Snitch niggas swallow your tongue
Already know the island I'm from
And y'all don't want no
problems with them
Verse 8
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We got a history,
full of lightning victories
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Conceptual breakthrough
it ain't no mystery
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Long vision, from giants in every way
magnificent flows for every day
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From the east to the ville,
from the west to the hills
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Incredible rhymes, encouraging skill
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From rat packs,
the smallest crews were enormous
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They hit 'em fast,
with an effortless performance
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MCs start fleeing in flocks
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Especially those that's more sensitive
Verse 9
to heat and shock
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We grindin', down to the bone
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My name grounded in stone
I'm mr. Violence
we loungin' with chrome
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Mr. Violence we lounge in his home,
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hit the housing on Rome
Shining like a hundred
thousand in stones
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Move mountains with poems,
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got a jones for dinero
1- 6- zero my songs
we throwin' elbows
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The hoes cling, sho thing, we know kings
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Only dime dikes, with minds right,
we choose queens
Verse 10
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Yeah we wild like rockstars
who smash guitars
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Yo son split his face with the toast,
he ain't ghost
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It's no joke iron coat rife
him with the stroke
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One toke brains float, shot to the throat
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Before the smoke hit,
witness the killing
On the crime scene
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Body on the block
Eyes open from the shock
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Of being popped in the neck
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Yet he still had a lit cigarette
between his fingers
Danger when you step into
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the chamber with the master
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Disaster, gotta blast ya, 'cause I hafta
Verse 11
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The rat pack is back from
the island of Stat'
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Leave you cursed off,
'cause you worship the gat
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The first one to snap drunk
off the Smirnoff
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Blow the bouncer's ear off, let
him floss he the boss
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Handcuffed, to the turntables like,
Wizard Theodore
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See it's pure, let it rain curly ounces
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Bang him with the thing that
hang from the trousers
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You don't want no drama,
I'm flaming fast
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That nigga jumped up
and did the Damon Dash
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