| Now bust this guy’s teeth out
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| Word, this that Luca Gunna
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| Now bust this guy’s teeth out
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| Whatever you got, a forty-five, or a nine, or, Glock
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| Now bust this guy’s teeth out
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| Word up, word up
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| Now bust this guy’s teeth out
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| Now bust this guy’s teeth out
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| Homicide in the project hallways
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| The next day, rolled dice in the hallways (niggas)
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| Big cypher in the hallways (to all my)
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| All-nighters in the hallways
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| Homicide in the project hallways
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| The next day, rolled dice in the hallways (niggas)
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| Big cypher in the hallways (to all my)
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| All-nighters in the hallways
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| I ain’t lookin' like your typical (niggas)
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| Jesus head, lookin' biblical
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| Gin and tonic, healthy, my body brolic (yo)
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| Rubber band it, plastic up in the wallet (I'll try)
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| You niggas stop it, kill me with all that gossip
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| I hit the tropics, came in with some exotics
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| Came in with some exotic, Onyx (when I shut 'em down)
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| I got that kinda face that you don’t fuck around with
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| Two pistols bringin' T-Pain
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| I never drove a scooter down Biscayne
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| This, mane, for the real, not the bitch-made
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| Fifty dollars for the tuna, I don’t fish fillet
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| Every hood in the city got a Lil Tay (niggas)
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| I had a few moves and a lil J (niggas)
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| In the streets, fuck a hoop dream
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| I run the full, smokin' loosies
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| Homicide in the project hallways
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| The next day, rolled dice in the hallways
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| Big cypher in the hallways
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| All-nighters in the hallways
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| Homicide in the project hallways
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| The next day, rolled dice in the hallways
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| Big cypher in the hallways
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| All-nighters in the hallways
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| Now bust this guy’s teeth out
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| This shit hard
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| Now bust this guy’s teeth out
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| Now—
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| I let the beat build for a second
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| I’m back at it, fire like backdraft
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| Watch for the switch sides, they first to backstab
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| I could show real scars, you got a cat scratch
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| You ain’t on my level, you ain’t on my street
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| Now bust this guy’s teeth out (I'll try)
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| Throw your ball over the fence until you get it
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| Keep knockin' that door until you get in (get in!)
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| Keep bangin' on the door until you get in (what?)
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| Keep bangin' on the door until you get in (what?)
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| You gotta take a loss (I'll tell you some things I never told you)
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| I used to be the undercard (drop that bum)
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| I used to be, I used to be
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| I used to be a broke nigga (niggas) ooh, times changed
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| I think I fucked, though
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| Slap box with the devil, nigga
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| I’m ready, I don’t ever throw away my medal
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| Slap box with the devil
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| I never throw away my medal
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| Slap box with the devil (drop that bum)
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| If I go to hell, I’m slap boxin' with the devil
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| Let me hear that |