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henchman?\n[01:49.23] If shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the-\n[01:51.56] (Conductor, conductor, conductor)\n[01:54.30] (Burn fire)\n[02:05.37] I got mixed feelings 'bout these fuckin' rap niggas\n[02:07.88] It's over for that cap, we official cap peelers\n[02:10.61] Two-six, we don't at niggas, we get at niggas\n[02:13.48] Shoot a nigga lights out, yeah, my dogs stat fillers\n[02:16.60] Stat stuffers, triple-double, get your ass black duffled\n[02:19.96] Body bag, body bag, body bag\n[02:23.14] Cole World your instructor for Pilates class\n[02:25.95] Get a nigga stretched if I feel the disrespect, uh\n[02:28.97] Your arms might be too short to box with the god\n[02:31.27] Who live his life without the pressures of a constant façade\n[02:34.04] I pray for peace, but if a nigga cease these positive vibes\n[02:37.17] A Falcon 9 inside my pocket, bitch, this rocket gon' fly\n[02:40.47] Now it's poppin' outside like the top of July\n[02:43.08] My text flooded with the hunger for a 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somethin' with me\n\nWell, he caught me at the perfect time, jump up and see\nBoy, I got here off of bars, not no controversy\nFunny thing about it, bitch, I don't even want the prestige\nFuck the Grammys, 'cause them crackers ain't never done nothin' for me\nHo, slugs took my nigga's soul, drugs took another one\nThe rap beef ain't realer than the shit I seen in Cumberland\nHe averagin' one hard verse like every 30 months or somethin'\nIf he wasn't dissin', then we wouldn't be discussin' him\n\nLord, don't make me have to smoke this nigga 'cause I fuck with him\nBut push come to shove, on this mic, I will humble him\nI'm Nino with this thing, this that New Jack City meme\nYeah, I'm aimin' at G-Money, cryin' tears before I bust at him\n\nLight work like it's PWC\nIt's a cold world, keep the heat under your seat\nI got a phone call, they say that somebody dissin'\nYou want some attention, it come with extensions\nMy dog like, \"Say the word,\" he on bullshit, he itchin'\nDone put in so much work in these streets, he got pension\nI told him chill out, how I look havin' henchman?\nIf shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the-\n(Conductor, conductor, conductor)\n(Burn fire)\n\nI got mixed feelings 'bout these fuckin' rap niggas\nIt's over for that cap, we official cap peelers\nTwo-six, we don't at niggas, we get at niggas\nShoot a nigga lights out, yeah, my dogs stat fillers\nStat stuffers, triple-double, get your ass black duffled\nBody bag, body bag, body bag\nCole World your instructor for Pilates class\nGet a nigga stretched if I feel the disrespect, uh\n\nYour arms might be too short to box with the god\nWho live his life without the pressures of a constant façade\nI pray for peace, but if a nigga cease these positive vibes\nA Falcon 9 inside my pocket, bitch, this rocket gon' fly\nNow it's poppin' outside like the top of July\nMy text flooded with the hunger for a toxic reply\nI'm hesitant, I love my brother, but I'm not gonna lie\nI'm powered up for real, that 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him chill out, how I look havin' henchman?\nIf shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the clenchin'\n\nI came up in the 'Ville, so I'm good when it's tension\nHe still doin' shows, but fell off like the Simpsons\nYour first shit was classic, your last shit was tragic\nYour second shit put niggas to sleep, but they gassed it\nYour third shit was massive and that was your prime\nI was trailin' right behind, and I just now hit mine\nNow I'm front of the line with a comfortable lead\nHow ironic, soon as I got it, now he want somethin' with me\n\nWell, he caught me at the perfect time, jump up and see\nBoy, I got here off of bars, not no controversy\nFunny thing about it, bitch, I don't even want the prestige\nFuck the Grammys, 'cause them crackers ain't never done nothin' for me\nHo, slugs took my nigga's soul, drugs took another one\nThe rap beef ain't realer than the shit I seen in Cumberland\nHe averagin' one hard verse like every 30 months or somethin'\nIf he wasn't dissin', then we 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that shit would feel like swattin' a fly\n\nFour albums in 12 years, nigga, I can divide\nShit, if this is what you want, I'm indulgin' in violence\nPut pictures in my home, aim the chrome at your eyelids\nFly pebbles at your dome, we the Stone Temple Pilots\nThis is merely a warning shot to back niggas down\nBack in the town where they whippin' work and traffickin' pounds\nMy jack jumpin' 'bout a rapper makin' blasphemous sounds\nSwitchin' sides like the tassel on the cap and the gown\nI'm fully loaded, nigga, I can drop two classics right now\n\nChill, let me chill out, man (conductor)\nFall off on the way, nigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.54] Yeah\n[00:05.15] Turn it up\n[00:07.94] Yeah, turn the vocal up\n[00:10.78] Uh\n[00:11.53] Light work like it's PWC\n[00:13.62] It's a cold world, keep the heat under your seat\n[00:16.44] I got a phone call, they say that somebody dissin'\n[00:19.40] You want some attention, it come with extensions\n[00:22.18] My dog like, \"Say the word,\" he on bullshit, he itchin'\n[00:24.97] Done put in so much work in these streets, he got pension\n[00:27.72] And I told him chill out, how I look havin' henchman?\n[00:30.63] If shots get to poppin', I'm the one doin' the clenchin'\n[00:33.52] I came up in the 'Ville, so I'm good when it's tension\n[00:36.31] He still doin' shows, but fell off like the Simpsons\n[00:39.09] Your first shit was classic, your last shit was tragic\n[00:41.81] Your second shit put niggas to sleep, but they gassed it\n[00:44.63] Your third shit was massive and that was your prime\n[00:47.37] I was trailin' right behind, and I just now hit mine\n[00:50.25] Now I'm front of the line with a comfortable lead\n[00:52.92] How ironic, soon as I got it, now he want somethin' with me\n[00:55.62] Well, he caught me at the perfect time, jump up and see\n[00:58.58] Boy, I got here off of bars, not no controversy\n[01:01.39] Funny thing about it, bitch, I don't even want the prestige\n[01:04.20] Fuck the Grammys, 'cause them crackers ain't never done nothin' for me\n[01:06.94] Ho, slugs took my nigga's soul, drugs took another one\n[01:10.06] The rap beef ain't realer than the shit I seen in Cumberland\n[01:12.86] He averagin' one hard verse like every 30 months or somethin'\n[01:15.89] If he wasn't dissin', then we wouldn't be discussin' him\n[01:18.52] Lord, don't make me have to smoke this nigga 'cause I fuck with him\n[01:21.38] But push come to shove, on this mic, I will humble him\n[01:23.98] I'm Nino with this thing, this that New Jack City meme\n[01:26.76] Yeah, I'm aimin' at G-Money, cryin' tears before I bust at him\n[01:30.03] Light work like it's PWC\n[01:32.23] It's a cold world, keep the heat under your seat\n[01:34.94] I got a phone call, they say that somebody dissin'\n[01:37.97] You want some attention, it come with extensions\n[01:40.75] My dog like, \"Say the word,\" he on bullshit, he itchin'\n[01:43.59] Done put in so much work in these streets, he got pension\n[01:46.58] I told him 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