Tonalidad: F major
Verse 1
Back up in this once again
Back up in this shit
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MJ EM Entertainment
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Shout out, what up, boy?
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You know what I'm saying?
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Insane Asylum Productions
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You already know what it is CMS
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Managing Wolfpack, what up? Uh
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My nigga Rasheed Eastside
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A .K .A. Dread Ho, let's do this
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And my long range brains
hang when I aim that thing
And in one bang I rearrange
a skeletal frame
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I show no pity,
you ain't finally descended in this sin city
You rich on the mic,
but in real life you ain't worth ten pennies
To tell you the truth,
your little roof been on fire too long
Sitting vision pictures
in which I bring live through song
South pole flow's been cold since I came out
I can take aim, spit at your flame
and blow the whole damn thing out
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Erase it, find some fucking
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body else to play with
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I come out at night,
so don't bother askin'
me how my day went
Places I dwell,
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I make mass and tuck in and tell
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My lyrical spell to take a free man
and rush him to jail
I've been fathers, matter of fact,
go get your daughter
She seem harder,
but the keen odds have been
seen
Clean through it like spring water
My team's large and I get
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set for departure
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One first to slide your whole turf
headfirst into the marver
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That nigga make me wanna slide him
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He make me wanna rob
him and hide him
That's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me wanna kill him
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He make me wanna pill him and fill him
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That's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me wanna smoke him
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He make me wanna choke
him and choke him
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That's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me wanna cross him
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He make me wanna off
him and toss him
That's any nigga fuckin'
You couldn't see me if I
was broadcasted weekly on TV
In 3D on DVD, CB or through CB
I stay calm and drop Vietnam
napalm bombs
The Saddam or the slums with guns
Brand new hell spawned
Delusive us, stupid future do execution of
The future bruh
Any mic I hold you refuse to touch
My style is nuclear,
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I wild out until the crowd drop
I come at em and come at em like a
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900 pound Nile crop
What do for defeat
when you beef
with any crew from the east
May it be from the north or the south,
you foolin' the streets
Your head already gon' be hurting
before I let loose with the peace
When them shots cease,
I can reach inside my boots to release
I put you on mute when I speak,
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one outburst and put you on the outskirts
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Repeat mine and
it'll make your mouth hurt
if it don't knock you out first
Get out of line one time
and you'll find my crew is all about dirt
I kill you on Wallaceville
and dump the body on Southhurst
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That nigga make me wanna slide him,
he make me wanna rob him
and hide him,
that's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me wanna kill him,
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he make me wanna pill him and fill him,
Gm
that's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me wanna smoke him,
he make me wanna choke him and choke him,
that's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me wanna cross him,
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Gm
he make me wanna off him and toss him,
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that's any nigga fuckin'
I resort to violence
when you fulfill low shit training
requirements
You oughta be silenced,
put aside for your early retirement
I go after men with a fat syringe
Overloaded with a pack of
blood -borne pathogens
Lackin' sense, laughin',
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stickin' them in they abdomen
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I'm ten men strong,
he ain't know it, but he been gone
Sufferin' from an acquired
immunodeficiency syndrome
I brush off my shoulders to the lint gone
And your family just gon'
sit home gettin' stoned
Keep trippin' on what went wrong
I get wicked like cricket,
increasin' pain inflicted
And watch those who say
they got a lock on this game and pick it
Once I open up, you get broken up
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I hear you throwin' up,
niggas know what's up
When I bust, I just go coconuts
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If you bold enough and loaded up,
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you wanna act hard
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I just show you the button before I hold it up,
they runnin' like track stars
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You don't wanna see 20 niggas
ridin' in all black cars
You don't wanna see me stranglin'
your ass in the backyard
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That nigga make me wanna slide him
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He make me wanna rob
him and hide him
That's any nigga fuckin' with me
D
That nigga make me wanna
kill him
A
He make me wanna pill him and fill him
Gm
That's any nigga fuckin' with me
D
That nigga make me wanna
smoke him
He make me wanna choke
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him and choke him
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That's any nigga fuckin' with me
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That nigga make me want
to cross him
He make me want to off
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him and toss him
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That's any nigga fucking with me
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Y 'all motherfuckers
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don't want to fuck with me
Y 'all don't want to fuck with
the black house
Know what I'm saying?
You don't want to fuck
with insane asylum productions
Don't make a nigga slide your
ass across the street, nigga
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Know what I'm saying?
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All you haters, I got something for you
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Keep hatin'
That's any nigga fucking with me
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