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King Just - Can I Get Some lyrics
[Intro] Hell yeah This is how we supposed to do Uh-huh, Black Fist we gon' do? [Chorus] Drop the grenade, niggas ain't larger Time to get paid, you're in the alarm Rappers get slayed, and they cause no harm I'm about to lay, hey, can I get some? [King Just] Yo, come get a fuckin taste of reality Casualty, wept over the whole fuckin galaxy Battle me, your styles a game like Sorry Or like Atari, I'm gnarly just like a Harley Davidson, I take on the bravest one And turn into that bitch ass nigga he was Cuz, ain't no fakin and no playin And every word that I say, is every word that I'm slayin Oh God, why do they think I'm broad Is it my lyrics is hard or is I'm wit the Mob From the Six, now all these rappers talkin shit But I must be schemin on my life to make hits Black Fist on the rise, oh now you're surprised Ya niggas don't exist, like fuckin pens you pry But I'mma ride, this beat like girls ridin my meat Fuckin wit Just, that's like swimmin in Shit's Creak Wit diarrhea, oh mamma mia Skills is ill, real faster than a cheetah In a jungle, and I'mma watch ya empire crumble If rap was football, ya niggas would of been fumble [Chorus] [King Just] Back up, back up, yes Zoo's in town Wit the new twist and a brand new sound What you want? Ya niggas ain't ready for war Cuz it take ten more, before I get raw Hardcore, off the wall hip hop Nonstop, settin up shop on your block Wit glocks, let ya brain rot Mob tactics, bustin shots, there's a freeze on the pop What blood clot? Means no money, no honey And that's what make us better than you dummies Sayin all types of shit like Shaolin wouldn' |
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