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Niggas sell that to they mother, they say it's worth it They knew that black voo-doo, I think it's workin' it Murder, murder, I don't believe It ain't gon' be no rabbits, no tricks up my sleeve (I believe in Gd, that's why you niggas can't do nothin' to me) (All you is slave niggas, that's what I believe) I'm from a place called no sleep And when you stop ridin' is when you sleep When you can see your grand-father o.d. Know that place, nigga, show me, where that? I walked to it, I fought a general(?) (???) Niggas sell that to they mother, they say it's worth it They knew that black voo-doo, I think it's workin' it Murder, murder, I don't believe It ain't gon' be no rabbits, no tricks up my sleeve You think it's no static, trust and believe I'm on a desperado mission, grip to my sleeve No trespassin', I ask you to leave I aim and squeeze, you duck and you weave Bullets ricochet, chippin' the trees If ya grass wasn't cut, I can trim your lease LT to that purple, come jump in this leave Come be cool for a second, you may be obscene Letras de cancionesMy belt might be clean, but trust and believe There's smth that is old and it's tucked in my jeans (Jeans, jeans, jeans) (Lot of hating niggas out there) (You know one of those shady nigga?) On his part, I say fuck you niggas! I don't trust you niggas Hit a baseball in his beak, I'mma fuck you niggas His body was laying for weeks, ain't dig that, nigga Smellin' decay, it stinks, who came here wit ya? Is it hell around the corner? Oh, yeah, I know I walked through it, feet full of stone Slayed a couple daemons and ready to go I just put God first wherever I'm goin' I'mma take the mask off, just in case you dash off And see, I got you trapped off Talk and you live, you say that's all? You worry about the rimme(?), it's half gone Shawty feel like Van Damme, Blood Sport But this is not a movie, stay on point No finger waving, we don't point Shout out to my nigga Q, free yo mother Joy From Letras Mania