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Royal Flush
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Yeah, uh, uh, uh, New York
Wastlanz, Wastlanz, Wastlanz, nigga, uh
Let's get money this year, y'all
No doubt, no doubt, motherfuckers
No doubt, Royal Flush, motherfuckers
Stretch Armstrong, 2000, uh
I started from the hoopties, to motherfuckers tryna shoot me
To this hood introduced me
To fast cars newsie, drinking beer, smoking loosies
So word crackheads sucked dick on my staircase
Older niggas weed was laced
Rolling dice 'til the daybreak, throw slugs at snakes
If I miss one, me and my son'll shoot up your wake
We set it off straight, half demon when we up late
Y'all quick to vacate, Royal Flush is taking your space
Had a taste of money, made me wanna double my pace
Get shot in your face, grown folks, stay in your place
And I run with young bitches quick to spit in your face
That'll smash an eighth in they ass 'til the police pass
We don't get harassed, tangling cash, while I'm smoking hash
Pushing a V12, getting head, watching Seinfeld
Niggas locked up, hope you keeping it real
Watching out for these Sammy Bull niggas tryna squeal
One in a mil', OD'd off the pain that I feel
For this green paper, grab my gun, ready to kill
Willing and will, shoot six inside your bitch
Over this thug shit, every club I'm in, I'm on some Bug shit
Nigga try to take mine, face my nine
Like the first album, still came home with my shine
Liquor combine, make these niggas wild in some time
In my project, where we use our hoes as objects
And I fuck with my niggas that I had on conflict
Street mind techniques, y'all don't wanna fuck with this
Guns, when I shoot, I never miss, you a doublin'
Cornball, nondescript, get off my lip
Ride dick, homo niggas can't fuck with this
Too legit, yo, Stretch, why these niggas got me vexed?
I put four in they chest, some in they neck
All I know is money, murder, drugs and sex
Flashing two TECs, make y'all understand and respect
Spaz for rec, twenty G's around my neck
Fly as it get, you talk shit, I wire your lip
Shorty on my dick, five workers holding my strip
Boss of bosses, my money come back with no losses
It's New York, niggas dying over bloodsport
Break a dutchie, rolling for court, I fight with force
Still shine when the lights is off, your clique is soft
I'm gangster, make me bust a round at you wanksters
Code name Flush the Greatest
I'm breaking your datas, your dadas, whatever, get splattered
I laugh at you rappers, I hang with you clappers
Durags, sweats, and mack, fiends attack us
Blue and white baggers for practice
Nine in the mattress, put your stomach where your back is
Royal Flush and Stretch make this shit happen, I'm done rapping
Royal Flush and Stretch make this shit happen, I'm done rapping
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