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Pusha Hoo They noddin' and dozin' They sit there frozen, in awe The train track scars on their arm All because the stamp on the bag wasn't charged The same thing that took down DeBarge Get it off the barge, floatin' through the waterways Didn't need Italians, now they got a war to wage When the product's pure, you're the one they oughta pay Sugar Hill sweet, like his daddy-daughter days, yeugh The line around the corner like Six Flags The potency of one of mine equal to six bags I done watched brothers kill brothers for nick' bags The dope lean have a nigga parked like a kickstand I'm the Bump Johnson of rap, Harlem Renaissance I provide the fix, and y'all live on, son The secret's in the mix, I sell it a la carte I peddle everything you want, motherfucka I ain't got no patience (Patience) This clip and this barrel guaranteed to make you famous (Goddamn) Man, we make you brainless The mask, the gloves, god damn, man, I'm dangerous (C'mon) Letras de cancionesNeedles, noses Dosage after dosage Until the cell closes 'Til the casket gets filled with the ghosts On the face that shows no emotion I'm sellin' love potion, Chanel No. 9 The sins camouflage, but it ain't hard to find Poppy flowers are a gold mine Poppy guaranteed, up until the goal line, woo On every corner like a stop light Makes it hard stayin' out the spotlight Numbers up and down, you better shop right It's a vest and two guns when we shop nights Hell up in Harlem, lotta problem solvers Lotta dope dealers, lotta money launderers Real go-getta, if you ain't know, nigga We came to put locks on blocks to show niggas Hey, I ain't got no patience (Patience) This clip and this barrel guaranteed to make you famous (Goddamn) Man, we make you brainless The mask, the gloves, god damn, man, I'm dangerous (C'mon) I ain't got no patience (Patience) This clip and this barrel guaranteed to make you famous (Goddamn) Man, we make you brainless The mask, the gloves, god damn, man, I'm dangerous (C'mon) From Letras Mania