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Big Syke, Milano, JuJu
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This how I'ma do this right here
This how I'ma do this right here
Check it, check it, yo, yo
Heavy artillery to cover your facility
Murder you like a Kennedy, change my identity
Then skip town in a Jiffy, throw the peace sign like a hippie
Smoke a peace pipe like an Indian while police find no evidence
Upward my residence for some dead presidents
We bang 'til they let us in, blaze mics like veterans
Late nights like Letterman, shake thighs like medicine
It's Big Syke the terrorist, I make that ass bounce
And get drunk 'til you fuckin' fall asleep on the couch
And wake up the next day with these in your mouth
And cop a brick and do a little flip and make G's in the South
With my buddha heads that be blazin' trees by the pound
Now you know how to greet me when I breeze through your town
From New York to Cali, my niggas hold me down
We get dough to flow, we ask fuck a freestyle
Horns
Callin' all cars, niggas phonin' policia
'Cause they know Beatnuts known to keep the heat up
We on the Ave takin' gulps of liters, we get
Play no games with this, watch how we get
Callin' all cars, niggas phonin' policia
'Cause they know Beatnuts known to keep the heat up
When it's time to scrap, roll your sleeves up, we get
Play no games with this, watch how we get
My long top brass'll harm tracks
On my block niggas get raw for cash, no stockin' masks
Low down like Vasquez, get hit with Glocks or MACs
Ransack your posh pad, thought they was your comrades
Leave you scarred, jagged-edge box where maggots live
Manhattan is real needy, leaf leaky chief
And real beef ain't no peace treaty
Bumpin' B.E. Terror Dome, the streets terrible
Known for yellow tape shown, 108th home
Car chase, paint make-o, Saint displayed though
In the front, under the rear view, wilderness livin'
Throwin' spares too, jump out bushes
Frontin' thugs pull the pump out crooked, now monk lookin'
Now I'm shooken, style numero uno, can make oomas rule
I'm throwin' Puma suits to the loo
Raw cruise the way I spew true, I done flew the coupe, uh-huh
Callin' all cars, niggas phonin' policia
'Cause they know Beatnuts known to keep the heat up
We on the Ave takin' gulps of liters, we get
Play no games with this, watch how we get
Callin' all cars, niggas phonin' policia
'Cause they know Beatnuts known to keep the heat up
When it's time to scrap, roll your sleeves up, we get
Play no games with this, watch how we get
Branded terror, candid fella
Always make out like a bandit, understand it fella
And the flow's nothin' less than stellar
Find me in the club drunk thumpin' like my arm's propeller
Jerry with the champagne Chevy
Passin' his music money, sluts and guns that are scary heavy
You on the contrary
Lust for diamonds and long hair, come on, you just a fuckin' fairy
Powerful king, a foul who brings
A squad of killers that do horrible things
No answer when the Calico rings
We livin' a life that's full of money, drugs and one night flings
Gun on my hip, bitch on my dick
Plus I got the heart of a lion, always ready to flip
Smash you, let me catch you slip
Take your monkey ass for a low ride and stash you quick
Callin' all cars, niggas phonin' policia
'Cause they know Beatnuts known to keep the heat up
We on the Ave takin' gulps of liters, we get
Play no games with this, watch how we get
Callin' all cars, niggas phonin' policia
'Cause they know Beatnuts known to keep the heat up
When it's time to scrap, roll your sleeves up, we get
Play no games with this, watch how we get
Big Syke, Milano, JuJu
Ayo E, play that shit man
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