a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, on ya head, on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, price tag on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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verse 1
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watch him die slow, then his eyes roll
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in da back of his head now his body cold
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a couple grand, a couple shots, a couple drip drops, now ya leakin won't stop
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bitch im da man, just ask block, shots rain out, u can hear em from a couple blocks
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bitch wats my name? call me yung joc, I got a great aim, all I need is one shot
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errbody talkin in my neighborhood, I got great lawyers, cuz my paper good,
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leave ya body riddled, weazin and coughin, hear bout it live, fox 5, and monica coffman
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u fuck wit mine, I cross ya lifeline, im a graffiti artist, paint chalk out outlines
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and the worst part,is im not a coward, visit yo wake and give ya momma dead flowers
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, on ya head, on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, price tag on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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verse 2
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this is not a movie, no reruns, all sales final, no refunds
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once I make the payment, the hits out, im not jeezy I aint swappin shit out
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first I tell him, were I want it done, in the backyard right in front of the sun
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then I tell him, were to drop him off, in the chattahoochie wit his dick chopped off [damn!]
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yea it sounds harsh, but its well deserve, feed his ass to the sharks or orderves
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no remorse, no pity, this can happen to you in new jock city
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, on ya head, on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, price tag on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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verse 3
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i got a couple killas, got a great choppa, blast through ya fool,shit ya guts leak out,
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the sheriff call ya momma, and she freak out, got a hit meant fo her, dial yo momma speed dial
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oooo it aint nutn, but a call away, come home, find yo baby sista in the hallway
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9-1-1, but its too late, she lookin like a maxi-pad bleeding through da duck tape
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, on ya head, on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head, price tag on ya head
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a couple grand, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
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Price Tag
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| Yung Joc |
