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Correct Rep The Set Lyrics
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The Underachievers
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Correct Rep The Set
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Ya, ya, ay Ya, ya, ay (Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko) Rep the set, for claiming neutral Twist my fingers, like I'm muted Niggas act up, shoot a movie Make 'em backup, with the Uzi No contractor, get excluded We let loose on all intruders Find my peace from smoking Buddha Turn my dreams into my future ay I get racks all day, I smoke packs all day I'm the great, call me Cassius Clay Sting you with that Ray okay, let's go Highly medicated dro In my lungs that's all I blow Your girl know me as the Pope She speak in tongues I bless her soul Soon as I hit it, I quit it, I'm ghost Ain't got no time to be checking these hoes Finish the pack, hit the block, where the dope And the shit get to high, but it ain't for the low From the beginning, we seen it, no need to be hidden, just stick to motherfucking code Breaking the system like I was Neo But no I ain't the one that be liking the smoke Got some shooters here with me, they strapped with the pole And them clips make you dance when I tell 'em to blow Told my momma don't panic I'm king in the throne Had to go in on my own Reppin' the trey 'til I'm gone Rep the set, for claiming neutral Twist my fingers, like I'm muted Niggas act up, shoot a movie Make 'em backup, with the uzi No contractor, get excluded We let loose on all intruders Find my peace from smoking Buddha Turn my dreams into my future ay Godly living, but the son of Satan I don't run from fire, learning to embrace it There's a beast living, and he can't contain it I'm like Naruto a nine-tail in my making Now she's sniffin' and blow by the kilo I mix the Henny with the Clicquot Shorty on her knees like cathedrals Trying to send a prayer with a neck I got the best, sip a gelato, the meds I twist it and burn up the bandz Hop out and flex Bitch, and I'm grippin' a ten I'm mixin' and sippin' the tech I blow the finest crops Rubber band round my knot's It's thicker then all you got I call the shots Duckin' from all the cops These niggas be callin' drops Niggas shootin' with no aim Hittin' anybody standin' what we sprayin' I back a nigga mother down for the safe I pack a nigga out, he thinkin' we playin' Shorty fucked me in the Range Rove Told me thank you it was like her main goal Niggas moving when I say so And I'd do the same for my main bros Rep the set, for claiming neutral Twist my fingers, like I'm muted Niggas act up, shoot a movie Make 'em backup, with the uzi No contractor, get excluded We let loose on all intruders Find my peace from smoking Buddha Turn my dreams into my future ay (Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko)
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