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(앨범: Murder For Hire - 2015)


[DJ Holiday:]
Reporting live from the top of the mixtape food chain
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, I still see you little niggas down there
Praying and hoping this shit and you better kiss my crown, nigga
I raised you little niggas, Kevin Gates, DJ Holiday, my summer

Out my top, motherfuck that shit, street nigga, not a gangbanger
In the hood, niggas bang daily
Caught 'caine-slanging was a game changer
Thank God nobody shot stanky, Carolina Street, me and Spanky
Pit bulls in the yard, Luca murder streak going hard
Boulevard male on a call, I'm about to buy the boulevard
Mayonnaise jars full of boiling water
Watch it melt down to the hard
Lip quick, say he whooped a charge
I got mocha, give me it wit' the fall
Nigga touch juice, they got to fall
But this sicker, I want to see 'em ball
Twenty-fives bouncing off the wall
Straight-up player, amazing, I'm a dog
Fronted Madd Marvin, that's a nine, Cedric Tesco on the line
Told Birdman, 'I don't get tired', he say, 'It's too much at one time'
Young and thugging, really came from nothing
I just want to see my niggas shine

Believe that, you know, me and Bryan Johnson
We in the room talking, I was still in the street
'Round the time I first had Colin jump the deal
You heard me? He said that me don't get a nigga all that
I'm like, 'Shit, my little nigga come form nothing
I want to see him shine (Turn up)

Face card worth a million, Breadwinners in the building
All a rapper got to do is play wit' me and it's 'bout to be a killing
Fuck wit' niggas on the murder team
Homicide division, murder scene
Industry been fucked up wit' me, rap game I been murdering
Fuck-nigga, you a hater, behold fillet with the table
Just told Luci I'm a gangsta, step game something major
Jumping on the phone, he out Abbeville, nigga, [?] and I'm slanging
Oscar Givins, you a real nigga, Breadwinner Gang, no changing
Hit Jonesboro wit' Jamalo Lee, hold up, let me give a illustration
Oscar get it in, work release, say the wrong thing, he'll stank you
Demonstration, Billy Gateses, extra big dog, why he fakin'?
You a real nigga, nigga died, you won't even look me in the eyes
Nigga, pussy all in your eyes, yeah, I said it, what, you surprised?
My momma know I done killed niggas
Nigga been ready for the died

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