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Wake up in, wake up in, wake up in, Wake up in Wake up in the morning, get Straight to the check I don't give no warnings, I aim for the neck It's raining, it's pouring, Better watch your step Hater don't know me, they Know I'm a threat Lost in the clouds when I smoke that bomb Step out of bounds, you Gon' feel that stomp Know my sound hit like A twelve gauge pump Rolling through the city Worldwide, it don't stop Hit 'em and I get 'em and I spit it like some venom I'ma Kill 'em, I be sinning, I be winning Diminish The competition, get money, stay independent Never Lacking, make it happen if I say it, then I meant it, look Spit that big racks, I Don't kick back Get that big bag, then I Get back Hit that sticky sack 'til you see Pitch black Fuck the haters, let that I-I-I don't Play games, I stay in my lane Hustle for The money, I don't do it for the fame, Look My life up and down like a low Low When I ride, I'ma ride with the.44 Never fold in the streets, that's a no-no Point Blank, fuck a snitch and the po-po Real life Shit, fuck who don't like it All night on The grind like a pilot No lies, I get These mines, we shining Feel the vibe and the High when I'm rhyming No co-sign, no time to Be wasting One of a kind, recognize I'm not Playing Everyday hustle, stacking up double Fuck Love, it's only money that I'm chasing, yeah bring Boys To your city, to your block, We making noise When you see me, Better duck, we spitting poison With the semi or The Glock, I'm talking choices, yeah I'm boinking a bih with the poison I spit Coin with a flip, then I go in the Whip Pull out the chop with the Glock or The FN Sleek with the talk, how many bars When you stepping? Show me your sides, you down For your section You ain't a G, you's a Snitch in protection Out on the ropes like a Boxer, no lefty Move that dope in the trap, I'm a legend Came with a scope, I'm good With this weapon I go ghost if you cats Wanna neck me They might get lost and not Be found Fuck it, I'ma get 'em when the Boys in town Round 'em up and shut 'em Down Ride with the killers and a hundred rounds, Yeah, yeah Heat seeker, that street sweeper Why Beef? Feature, go beast me Ha, feast these MCs Weak like fleece Watch me clean up with a Four-fifth, no nina Le tiran a la cima pero No llegan arriba De repente se retiran que su Tiempo se les pira A-a-ando en la movida como El mundo re divira Veneno en las rimas, visión Divina I bring my boys To your city, To your block, we making noise When you see Me, better duck, we spitting poison With the semi Or the Glock, I'm talking choices, yeah Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck Saca puentes y Machetes, toda mi clica es matón Tiro de ida, Tú me tiras desde afuera tu cantón Ruleteando con La clica, no tenemos ningún ratón El respeto sí Se gana como la feria, nada faltó So spit Like a MAC, better rap fast Trip on a Mat, I'ma hit back Better get back, I'ma spit Facts Buried a G 'cause I move like that Ripping and killing, I'm feeling myself Sipping and Drinking, I'm doing it well Fuck how you feeling, I aim at your belt Squad full of demons, We're bringing you hell I run up and hit Solo, not bringing no friends I was real young And I wanted a Benz Your light at the Tunnel will come to an end Fucking 'em up When I get in My life worked out when It came with the flex Once I got nerdy, I came with the tech my boys To your City, to your block, we making noise When you See me, better duck, we spitting poison With the Semi or the Glock, I'm talking choices, Yeah
CASH, YBE, Cali Chris — Poison
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