(Verse 1)
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Slap the microphone master
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Blast I put my verbals we stay higher than NASA
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Regime be the game we gon rep it you gon stepped and get checked
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And you donĄŻt wep and this dissect than a whole section a 4
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Regime reigns supreme, street reign ghetto beat
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Stay blazing hella green, vision hazed
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The focus and I watch your impala
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Slam will rip your style
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Freeze will take your main bitch
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And Tech be ripping girls up
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We the go getters, mo cheddar
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Double M berretta
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Break ĄŽem off MOB send them cats in surgery
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With urgency , dragging game
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Got the urge to be, stacking currency
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Murda be, flatline emergency
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You rappers ainĄŻt ill, acting like you never heard of me
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Have to take a deal, you might be committing surgery
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Slam against the pick the mic and see have lifting up like IĄŻma stick her
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But IĄŻma see to get your cause
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(Hook)
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My arsenal is getting mysterious and critical
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Mic check
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Regime I Illa
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2 McĄŻs getting death for the cut
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The real on the ground around here
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My arsenal is getting mysterious and critical
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Mic check
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Regime I Illa
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2 McĄŻs getting death for the cut
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The real on the ground around here
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(Verse 2)
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Me and my dogs always willing at the party
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They show me love and if I call then you charge me
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IĄŻm on the furgo these bitch ass she getting naughty
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Some nigga love me while we kick it with the shawty
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What the problem is, I got my dogs too
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Bitch nigga we all crew, come in with this off view
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And we ainĄŻt tripping ĄŻcause you all blue
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We trippinĄŻ with you ĄŻcause you hatin homie why donĄŻt you come through
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Get the fuck out my face, motherfucker I donĄŻt like that shit
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Got me thinking better bite that lip
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You know how nigga bite that script
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DonĄŻt like that bitch
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How many motherfuckers must get beat down
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How many gotta know how me sounds
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We can all be down, we can all be seen now
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Big dogs nigga, in Colorado
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You know they straight blaze niggas
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And thatĄŻs the motto
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You never gonna disrespect, how you gonna dismiss tech
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You better here, never get in my face again
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(Hook)
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My arsenal is getting mysterious and critical
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Mic check
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Regime I Illa
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2 McĄŻs getting death for the cut
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The real on the ground around here
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My arsenal is getting mysterious and critical
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Mic check
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Regime I Illa
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2 McĄŻs getting death for the cut
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The real on the ground around here
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(Verse 3)
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ItĄŻs Freeze
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Lyrical massacre his blood looking lavender
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Under the luminoir when I splated him
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Looming glove sticking trigger finger murder for higher
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German fire 4 ring, german out we travel
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You sweetest could die for
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I love a diva IĄŻm building an empire
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Make you explode like McGyver , royal atire or designer
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You let me just kill, IĄŻm Bradley Cooper limitless peel
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I peel stacks of unlimited squeal
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I make change you like Gary Yackes
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With a tech 9 in the compartment of my Oz 88
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Work on a paper plate , we up in smoking paper plane
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You off the rack, we all Taylor made
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Smoking with the Taylor game
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Exotic clutches exotic models I fuck with
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Exotic purple strands your flower bottles and buzz
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Stage dial aisle 9 5 serving twinkers
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I eat them, you weak like clock radio speakers
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(Hook)
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My arsenal is getting mysterious and critical
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Mic check
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Regime I Illa
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2 McĄŻs getting death for the cut
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The real on the ground around here
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My arsenal is getting mysterious and critical
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Mic check
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Regime I Illa
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2 McĄŻs getting death for the cut
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The real on the ground around here
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Illa
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| Yukmouth |
