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Wu-Syndicate - Ghetto Syringe lyrics
featuring 12 O'Clock, Napolean [Chorus (x2): Joe Mafia] Global thug politics, every man in his argument We form as one, who can abolish it? Projects the heart of this Catch heat, but 4 novelists The pain is deep, try and swallow this [12 O'Clock - Brooklyn Zu] Niggaz know my steez, I jet to D.C. Chromed-down M3, nigga that play B.E.T. Joe Clair, why these faggot-ass niggaz stare? Don't they know my man carry big bear and don't care? They say he hold a nigga fruit like pear Pussy, come here, let me whisper in your ear I make your clit disappear I play the wizard, bring blizzard 4-4 heavy when I left it, Puffy shit I dis it For them locks, I bring Vietnam shots If you dare beatbox down my block Pussy-ass niggaz gotta hire cops Remember one thing, Wu niggaz don't stop [Joe Mafia] It's like sortin out down a fresh bundle Drain my pain on your brain muscle The custle, 2 cats to die hustlin Fiend creamin men, lavish establishment Ghetto Politics, Syndicate benifit, die filithy rich Kille the benidict, chicks get the rented dick Tossin heads off, the venomous sunnin the latest My whole team roll to blow steam Put you in a smash, nickel gleam tied to your ass, roll out the welcome mat The red carpet war onslaught, you the target I'm black market when the NARC's hiss, spittin the sharp shit Mafi-ay, V.A., Playstation, R.C.A Sippin on cabosi-ay, who could take a lose a day? Jizzed them heads, I shitted, my style shifted Them out-of-town niggaz tried to quiz it, cockin the biscuit Shattered thugs is ice mugs, the tied to nose Long-dickin in and out of hoes without the specticles [Chorus (x2)] -aca |
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