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Yo Weez wasup man
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Yo word man, you hear them niggas man,
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them niggas is pussy man, word man
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What happened? What happened?
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Yo them niggas is dead man, we gon kill them niggas man
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T-Today, I...
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Straight like that today man
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We gon murder them niggas man
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Assed out man
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I heard they do they thing though
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Son don't worry about that man, we gon do our thing nigga
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Yeah I'm feelin that let's go kill them niggas man
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No doubt
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[HOOK:]
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You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
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Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
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Yo check it out now, uh, yo, yo
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[Verse 1]
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Yo subliminal thoughts, 107th street, criminal court
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Pissy drunk up in here, Gordon, Gin the court
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It's like a biscuit, judging my dick though, case acquitted
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When it's dough I do whatever it takes to get it
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So, chain danglers, are in danger
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When I skate wit ya ice like the Rangers, assume later
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Boss bitch though, goin out like Tomb Raider
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Booth razors, a few blazers, who raised him
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He speak Eboni-, me and my goddaughter C-Hanni
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Come through with the mean Tommy, ask you if you seen mommy
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And she three feet behind me
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Why my whole life is like the repeat of Gahndi
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Me and G O D, from C O C, like got dough C O D
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A S A P, A S A P
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Play me, you crazy, and your mother ass fat
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So I laid her on her stomach bust your brothers on her back
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Never rubber on or cap, I'm a raw specialist
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Make me more devilish, me and my whores never kiss
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Though, motherfucker we was prone to die
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Just my green top, yo we own inside, motherfucker
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[HOOK:]
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You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
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Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
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We gon ball till we fall, gon ride in the five
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Keep pies in our eyes, stay high til we die
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You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
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Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
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We keep a clip in our shit, keep a brick on the trip
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Keep a chick in the whip, gettin licked the six
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[Verse 2]
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Ayo they used to call me "Work Out"
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Cuz before I brought my work out, I used to work out
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Niggas wanna make deals, na na I want work out
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Now murk out, before you get cursed out
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Bangin they fun, same as the sun
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Hidin from the church when you slang to the nuns
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Chumps come through with giraffe and orangatang guns
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Vetty vest, you petty theft, you seem soft
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I'm seven judges up in Supreme Court
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Mean thoughts all over a teen porch
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Wait, don't have to tell you shit
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Matter fact, pat him down, who the hell you wit?
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Yo you wack money, wait around all day for pack money
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Get a gold chain talkin bout you bout to have money
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But everything's gonna to be all right, why
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Cuz every ring's gonna be all ice and
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You wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
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Diplomats live it up, clak, clak, give it up
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[HOOK]
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[Verse 3]
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This nigga with the ice mug stuntin? [He won't bust nothing]
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Yo, talkin bout he gon' touch somethin [He won't bust nothing]
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Yo sayin that he too much frontin [He won't bust nothing]
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Yo, he just a fake thug bluffin [He won't bust nothing]
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And his man with the ice grill frontin [He won't kill nothing]
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Yo, he outside with the mil frontin [He won't kill nothing]
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Talkin bout he some real somethin [He won't kill nothing]
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Sayin yo I'ma kill something! [He won't kill nothing]
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Not a collecter of Picasso, but everybody in my scepter got dough
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Neglect a rock row, go to charve and not dough ho
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But Hector, Comancho, mi amigo rockin in the side bitch
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?Maxin out to Marvin?, can't know it
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That's why I keep the BLAM BLAM loaded
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Club grand open, next week we grand close it, come and kill me
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Get the fuck outta here! This shit is fuckin closed!
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Get the fuck outta here motherfucker I'll kill you!
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[HOOK]
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Come Kill Me
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Cam'ron |