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Uh huh, Uh huh, Brooklyn Vietnam<br>What you, Uh yeah, Uh, Come on<br><br>Oh no, big Shyne Po<br>Back up in the motherfuckin heezy for sheezy<br>Gimme a tech that don´t jam (bang bang)<br>I´m tryin to jucks some more grams and work this whole thing<br>My minds poisoned, corrupted and diseased<br>360 ki´s<br>Money make the world spin<br>I make your chest smoke<br>Have your mother singing hymms<br>Particles of your brains up on your tims<br>Kiss you before I twist you<br>170 miles<br>Headed for disaster faster<br>I put it down right<br>Bustin off these rounds like<br>Real niggaz is kings<br>You ain´t rockin´ that crown right<br>Harder more PK watches<br>Topless, bitches in cars<br>Only meals could heal my scars<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Niggaz wanna rhyme like shine like me<br>They supposed to<br>Niggaz wanna bust their guns like me<br>They supposed to<br>Niggaz wanna grind like crime like me<br>They supposed to<br>Niggaz wanna mash like me, dash like me<br><br>[Repeat]<br><br>Allegations got me pacin´<br>Grand jury wouldn´t understand my fury<br>For fast cars and jewelry<br>I could give a fuck if there´s a heaven for a G<br>This is heaven for me<br>Go to trial never plea<br>Do a bullet and come home to the throne<br>I don´t rhyme, I just talk about this life that´s mine<br>I´ve seen niggaz die, in front of my eyes<br>Doin´ my filth<br>Niggaz is expiring like milk<br>Different strokes for different folks<br>Just give me, different coke in different boats<br>Black Aristotle Onassis<br>All I see is crack addicts and automatics<br>You rap niggaz is faggots<br>Y´all cannot be serious<br>I´m in coupes with gucci interiors<br>Airin´ out your areas<br>Tech nines, two in the flex and shit<br>Lookin´ at myself like<br>Yo, I´m the best in this<br><br>[Chorus x2]<br><br>Sometimes I really wonder<br>What´s it all about?<br>How many bitches can I fuck until I get out<br>How many ki´s can I cut, guns can I bust<br>Wigs can I push, spots can I juck<br>Every single one, cuz I´m a fuckin´ savage<br>Til I´m cremated, most hated, self made<br>Blood type G<br>All these young hustlers wanna bubble like me<br>They supposed to<br>Sippin on syrup, until I perish<br>Pickin´ bitches off the run-way<br>Look forward to, gun-play<br>Go to sleep with one eye shut<br>Wake up and do the same shit<br>I ain´t never gonna change bitch<br>And that´s the cycle<br>I don´t wanna be like Michael<br>More like Darrell Porter<br>Gettin´ shipments at the border<br><br>Yeah, it´s a wrappity wrap<br><br>[Chorus x4]<br>
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Uh huh, Uh huh, Brooklyn Vietnam<br>What you, Uh yeah, Uh, Come on<br><br>Oh no, big Shyne Po<br>Back up in the motherfuckin heezy for sheezy<br>Gimme a tech that don´t jam (bang bang)<br>I´m tryin to jucks some more grams and work this whole thing<br>My minds poisoned, corrupted and diseased<br>360 ki´s<br>Money make the world spin<br>I make your chest smoke<br>Have your mother singing hymms<br>Particles of your brains up on your tims<br>Kiss you before I twist you<br>170 miles<br>Headed for disaster faster<br>I put it down right<br>Bustin off these rounds like<br>Real niggaz is kings<br>You ain´t rockin´ that crown right<br>Harder more PK watches<br>Topless, bitches in cars<br>Only meals could heal my scars<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Niggaz wanna rhyme like shine like me<br>They supposed to<br>Niggaz wanna bust their guns like me<br>They supposed to<br>Niggaz wanna grind like crime like me<br>They supposed to<br>Niggaz wanna mash like me, dash like me<br><br>[Repeat]<br><br>Allegations got me pacin´<br>Grand jury wouldn´t understand my fury<br>For fast cars and jewelry<br>I could give a fuck if there´s a heaven for a G<br>This is heaven for me<br>Go to trial never plea<br>Do a bullet and come home to the throne<br>I don´t rhyme, I just talk about this life that´s mine<br>I´ve seen niggaz die, in front of my eyes<br>Doin´ my filth<br>Niggaz is expiring like milk<br>Different strokes for different folks<br>Just give me, different coke in different boats<br>Black Aristotle Onassis<br>All I see is crack addicts and automatics<br>You rap niggaz is faggots<br>Y´all cannot be serious<br>I´m in coupes with gucci interiors<br>Airin´ out your areas<br>Tech nines, two in the flex and shit<br>Lookin´ at myself like<br>Yo, I´m the best in this<br><br>[Chorus x2]<br><br>Sometimes I really wonder<br>What´s it all about?<br>How many bitches can I fuck until I get out<br>How many ki´s can I cut, guns can I bust<br>Wigs can I push, spots can I juck<br>Every single one, cuz I´m a fuckin´ savage<br>Til I´m cremated, most hated, self made<br>Blood type G<br>All these young hustlers wanna bubble like me<br>They supposed to<br>Sippin on syrup, until I perish<br>Pickin´ bitches off the run-way<br>Look forward to, gun-play<br>Go to sleep with one eye shut<br>Wake up and do the same shit<br>I ain´t never gonna change bitch<br>And that´s the cycle<br>I don´t wanna be like Michael<br>More like Darrell Porter<br>Gettin´ shipments at the border<br><br>Yeah, it´s a wrappity wrap<br><br>[Chorus x4]<br>
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