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Текст песни Beretta 9 f Hell Razah, Lord Superb - Showdown 12"

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{*sirens*}[Intro: Beretta 9 (Lord Superb)]Aiyo, in the place to beBe B-E-R-E-Double T-A N-I-N-EAiyo, check it(Aiyo yo yo aiyo yo yoLord Superb up in this shit too)[Beretta 9]Aiyo check itWe super-precede that that, recede thatMight need that, take that bitchWon`t give it back, no, time is of the essenceRap murder fashion on parking lot cypherWhen I go first, go lastWhen I`m aimin` a, heatseeker projectileMissile, comin` off all MC`s, X-FileMingle with the mangler, mic cord stranglerHangin` with B9 is like you better hang it up bitchOff the hitman, either dig it and dug, or get dug inShot the club, got a snub inDare one of ya`ll come test thisCheck one out opponent, and the next on my list is..[Interlude: Lord Superb]Nobody, it`s `Perb, yo, yoYo, I ain`t wanna do it to ya`ll but fuck it, yo[Lord Superb]Superb, I`m a muthafuckin` risk to rapStep in the game like, "this is rap?"I thought this shit was this and thatThis game ain`t jack, I`m about to go platThis verse right here, I`m wreck this shitAs for the album, I`mma perfect this shitIn a class by myself, I ain`t next to shitHad to get out the hood, them projects ain`t shitWant an 8-series Benz, a Lex ain`t shitAnd my one chain truck jewelry, ya`ll necks ain`t shitWe could, spit it for mills or spit it for dealsWhen it`s over, we gon` see who spit it for realI battle you for your bitch, we could battle for your momsI kill you with a rhyme I wrote with no armsIf L.L.`s the G.O.A.T., Greatest of All TimesI`m the G.O.A.S., Greatest on All SidesEast side, West side, North side, South sideI spit murder so much, my muthafuckin` mouth wide[Beretta 9]Brought my most in my heart, kid, don`t fall victimBlood type 0, I got a rare conditionTwo beretta nine`s in my aim`s, so bitchin`Lick two shots, you caught two for flinchin`A bad muthafucka, stayed in detentionA smart muthafucka, this is my inventionI eat a sucka nigga, that`s why I stay shittin`[Hell Razah]My level get higher every time you inchin`[Chorus 2X: Hell Razah]Crack the Gray Goose and roll the DutchesAll my street hustlers, in the game and we ain`t puppetsNiggas hate it but the chicks love itLook at the ass rubbin, we go to clubs with the gat tucked in[Hell Razah]When I spaz I spaz, we in the days where it`s Digital cashLeave artists with no vocal chords, like a giraffeHydro bag, mixed with Morocco hashWith a mind like Ramadan, I think too fastI burn through studio booths and fiber glassSlap a chick on the ass and make her pay for the tabGet the keys, roll the weed before we hopped in the JagYa`ll junior varsity players can`t get off the benchHit a nza with this wrench and fulfill the suspenseOne flinch, I`m on point like a barbwire fence[Chorus]

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