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Drunk Tongue

(álbum: Legendary Weapons - 2011)


[Kung fu movie samples:]
I don't give a damn!
I'll kill anyone in my way

[Killa Sin:]
Homicide city shit
Homicide city shit
Yeah-yeah, homicide, yo

You see the neck lit, fist glisten, chain dripping, lane shifting
Riding dirty, dirty got that thang know I stay gripping
Facing life with it or without it, bitch, it's same difference
Lames dripping, if it's day or night I'mma bang with it
Situation's sitting, nigga's broke and they can't fix it
Dough is all I know, so if you slip it then I can't miss it
Can't mention Sin and broke niggas in the same sentence
Got the game twisted, mane listen, say pimping. What you pushin'?
Product pumping like a piston hardly getting by
Or probably getting high off what you pitching, while we sitting fly
Trying keep it simplified, moving like we semper fi
My niggas is born to ride, y'all niggas get sent to die
All you do is mention I, general exemplify
Sin City been gritty, 10-city enterprise
About to make it 25, utilize my witty mind
To improvise my goal to reach the all-time city high
You don't want the semi flying nine at your hemi fine
All you gotta do is send me time you got plenty time
Mad cause my ones up and scared cause my guns bust
God's mind is divine, I'll shine on you dumbfucks
Sin never dumb struck, dram'in on the [?] pumps
On any man in the face and like sanitation dump trucks
Dodge magnum [?] big enough to slug [?]
Bubble butts job off of the couch and double dutch
Glock in a double clutch, you don't want no trouble, trust
Rug cutter you're juglar, promise you your blood'll gush
Dead smack in front of us, get clap dead you front on us
You back, ledge, you rats feds can't front on us
Stack bread like Wonder from the winter til the summer come
Upgrade to made, that's when the Benzs and the Hummers come
I ain't want to Hummer stunt, ask how I stack well
Like Maxwell nigga tryin do a little sumthing, sumthing

feito

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