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Statik (Statik Selektah) From a pack of piranhas, your favorite rapper pussy I promise Throw ladders, we climbed 'em Disappearing acts, we gon' find 'em I was actually grinding, biggest fear is back to the bottom Circle this block for days, make sure you blast if you spot 'em Used to rap [?], before fame back in the projects When she died, walked around dazed out of my conscience Want all of my niggas chilling on a yacht without the nonsense I was dead broke walking through Johnston with no design on Thunder on me with a silencer, that's a quiet storm I been about stackin' bundles, I get my riot on I like it, I just cop it, I don't try it on I was dead broke trying to rap, my niggas asking me to buy a song We come from hard living Play the block til it's all finished Pray that God feel us, we never know 'cause we all sinning How you losing but you talk winning? The whip tinted, windows dark skinned Pinching off them park benches You tryna get it, put your heart in it Get drunk at the bar with it Niggas giving out shots like a bartender Letras de cancionesOn tour for the summer, make sure it's not a hard winter You ain't never gotta pick us up as long as God get us Ice pick for any situ-o, real from the get-go Shoot him in his stomach, not in the back where his shit go [?] my zip code, let off a shot and get low X, dope, and molly, EDM, I felt like Diplo Off the rip though, I pull that Lil Jon and tell him "Get low" From the get-go, this pop can cause a panic at the disco You get what just you get though, I get dough But you ain't get that info then you ain't really knowing what you really in for The track got extendos, Malcolm X with the gun that's in your window Big drum be sounding like crescendos Get the memo, when Meth is in the house, call that indo I'm in though, [?] from the intro Staten homie, you don't see a dot no ratchet on me Pack it on [?] green bay, come pack it for me Macaroni [?] Like the cheese I have you ratting on me I thought you'd be happy for me Married the money, holy matrimony You was my brony, now you acting phony I'm asking what happened homie Blacking out, it's about rap to clap a homie Soon as you step in the mouse trap, I'm snappin' homie We come from hard living Play the block til it's all finished Pray that God feel us, we never know 'cause we all sinning How you losing but you talk winning? How you losing but you talk winning? We come from hard living Play the block til it's all finished Pray that God feel us, we never know 'cause we all sinning How you losing but you talk winning? How you losing but you talk winning? From Letras Mania