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Verse 1
I saw (A minor) him, I saw (B flat minor) him
There he is right over there, over
there (I see him)
Okay, I got a message for you infamous
You tell that son- of- a- bitch
he's made a big mistake
And you tell him personally, from me!
And stay outta here! (A minor)
Verse 2
Yeah, (A minor) that's what I'm talkin about
Real loaded, in the flesh
And we know where we aimin (B flat minor) (A minor)
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Verse 3
Yo, you'se (A minor) a baby boy rapper,
breast- fed nigga
I'm a quiet murderer,
in front the feds type nigga
Do my dirt quicker from
my early days swifter
With the gat,
I'm like ??? paintin that picture
Listen to the words, take it as a jewel
If I'm fuckin your 'burb, just
maintain cool
Cause I won't take a el,
whether in your crib or the outside world
Cause the pound clap well,
like fan mail
Choose to ignore me,
the warning that I gave 'em
Get at me, you and what army?
The fashion- ass niggas you hang with,
have a plate of graveshift
Man down, nigga it's the same shit
Niggas like kids and I don't
play with 'em
Go get your father, nigga,
the smart decision
And I'm picking niggas off with
the sharp precision(pow)
Niggas need to see the wis' because
Verse 4
they heart is missin
(A minor) (Get at me)
Niggas want to clap me
Snitches want to rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas want to clap me
Snitches want to rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas want to (B flat minor) clap me
Snitches want to rap me
(A minor) Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas want to clap me
Snitches want to rap me
Put it right where they back be
Verse 5
Yeah, nigga what's (A minor) beef?
Shotties and macks, little two- shots
Four pounds and techs, arms and chest
Bag your strength,
nigga them bombs and fists
Knives and forks,
ain't no time to think, it's on
Just move on them niggas with
excessive force
And don't stop 'til (B flat minor) them niggas
don't move no (A minor) more
Broken hands, nuckles and gun handles
Dunn got his gunshot wounds
through his mantle
Informers tell when snitches snitch,
Fuck them, buck more shots,
get out that bitch
Cribs is found,
careful when the kids is out
Torch your house, stalk your kin,
bitches and friends
It get deeper than deep, dirty and foul
Fuck liquor, for my nigga,
we gon' pour some blood out
It's fucked (B flat minor) up how (A minor) it goes down,
innocent people blown down
Verse 6
My niggas is here, brace yourself
(A minor) (Get at me)
Niggas want to clap me
Snitches want to rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas want to clap me
Snitches want to rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas want to clap me
Snitches want to rap me
Put it right where they back be
(Get at me)
Niggas want to clap me
Snitches want to rap me
Put it right where they back be (B flat minor)
Verse 7
Now we all get to know what it's like... (B flat minor)
When some asshole's gonna
step out of the dark
And blow your head off...
I want you to know what it's
like to live that way
Verse 8
First (B flat minor) of all, we the one
and only...infamous
(It's a dirty job but somebody's
gotta do it)
First of all, we the one and only...
Outro 1
'Til the name wear out
(A minor) (B flat minor) (A minor)
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