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Correct Sundace Kids Lyrics
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[Intro] Yeah! Biyatch! Brrrrrat! (Laughs) [Verse 1: Domo Genesis] Take ten, then ya reach for ya gun Leave a nigga laying out to leak in the sun I can't, be a bitch about a G on the run Wanted in 50 cities for depletin' they funds Bitch i'm an outlaw Swing right hand, southpaw Blaze fire to the ceiling make they house fall Paranoid so whenever I'm in doubt, draw I'm getting money muthafucka what about y'all? Raw from the womb, the tomb Under the moon for your saloon with goons Bitch, we making it rain, a monsoon platoon Steady bringing the pain, my next dues at noon, fully loaded! Swear that imma bring it to whoever really want it Done with these beginners nigga, show me my opponent, and Please know we smoking weed all day Haters want a nigga DOA I'm getting money nigga [Hook: Hodgy Beats & Domo Genesis] Naaaaaaa naaaaaaaa naaaaaaa naaa naaaaa naaa na Imma outlaw I got everybody plottin' on my downfall Naaaa naa naaaaa naaa naaa naaaa naaaa Imma make you hate me 'till you love me Young nigga gettin' to the money, UH! [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats] Im an outlaw, you better know who we are (we are) Killas that's who we are (that's who we are) Make him take a visit to the D.R. (Hm? Yeahhh) Aim and squeeze an AR-16 bar Can't find me on the radar I'm off it in a beam-off I'll choke you like a mean cough Don't consider me a boss Nigga I am the boss He tried to front I took his shines, then he ran D. Moss Flunkin' ass niggas just coated can-dy straws Park her like a sea saw Come around my block and give my niggas cut your feet off Hodgy Beats! He at the beach gettin' beat off That's because a nigga hot chilly sauce, you weak sauce Fully Loaded! My guns is tired, sweatin' tombs of fire Feedin penalties of death like Dennis McGuire I'm gettin' Even Steven on you Lizzy McGuires [Hook] [Interlude] Any man that doesn't want to cooperate, i'll make him wish he hadn't been born [Verse 3: Domo Genesis] I'm seein' red like it's February Bringin' fire to you yellow bellies Actin' rowdy, but you hella scary Talkin loudest, but you never ready Niggas [?], yeah i'm gettin' paid Every motion set yo whole shit ablaze, ya ho amazed I'm coastal with these oceanic waves, ya so [?] Well behave when I come through the set Or you could press ya luck and play a game of Russian Roulette Young nigga run the money, yeah I come for the check Comin' up, but I ain't close to gettin' comfortable yet Drugs, Money, and Sex The Wild West, we about all Word up to Pac, i'm an Outlaw Uh!
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