Key: A major•
Verse 1
A
D
A
C#m
Back With A vegence minus the
Big but I got the same coat affendants
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A
And rap is like tennis (why) a bunch
A back and forth my ratchets
my racket
Coupes up get two trucks
with smokey gray and
D
Blue guts a few bucks to get you but juice up
up cause if not
They snatch you right outta
Bout it player I get were I'm
goin without
I need cash with seats fast with me I gotta
Song it is but I have always
liked the beat
So therfore it's mine or eat,
in hammers we can
Trust till it's a slammer in them cuffs
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A
I am legend I make mixtape heaven
ya peasent
You don't wanna be the
swith siders won't work
your never sick of this
the hating don't get the
These old niggas frivolous
them bleed all over
They tight clothing I pop shit
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metal despite logan a whole
Lyric explosin they can play
the club all the time nobody
Knows him but me on the other
hand 3 to 7 lawsuits are open I'm
Smoking nigga New York city ain't
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joking my flow
Poten stronger then a pure
block warlock attitude like
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I'm the one your not 1964 drop
1982 boy 2009 style you
Fatherless child bastard if there
flying spurring damn near
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All rim no rubber I'm in take cover I been
where many won't go
You won't blow tour the world
a badge watch ya back don't
Eat cheese chunks I'm not a rat
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keep pumps and nines packed
Or get line backed flat line,
line em up we balling in diamond
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Up I'm all in and out a slut nigga get
your dollars up ya proud
Of what nigga ya pouted up!
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsA D C#m
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