[Slush "The Villain"(Talkin)]
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Ha Ha
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Slush "The Villain"
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Shadow all up in this mothafucka
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Hella High, off that sticky gram weed
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Livin the thug life, sellin drug life
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Packin snubs, smokin weed all day bud life
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Can't fuck wit it baby
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[Mr. Shadow]
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It's the unfadable, confrontation with I is consequencial
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Me and Slush "The Villain" makin your advisories parental
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Fuck a presidental limosine
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I roll wit thugs in maximas on Lomos
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Or Impalas on chrome d's
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Follow me and see why everybody calls me hostile
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How mothafuckas be hatin cause I live a gangsta lifestyle
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My profile is so wild you wouldn't wanna kick it
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With these two young thugs, packin snubs and gettin convicted
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Inflictin much pain like my a.k.a. was migrain
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Make a fool swallow piss for disrespectin my name
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From the sky falls rain to the streets you'll fall victim
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And all I got to say to my thugs is fuck the system
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The Mistah Shadow is who I be up on this paragraph
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Makin fools panic cause they heard about the aftermath
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I'm at the point of no return and so I keep burnin
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Marijuina cause I want the higher learner
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[Chorus: Slush "The Villain" and Mr. Shadow]
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We straight gangstas, bangers, dope slangers
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Bitch stranglers, who wanna come and playa hate us
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Money makers, world wide got it locked
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Walkin 50 deep through your mothafuckin block
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[2x]
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[Slush "The Villain"]
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For all my enemies I got them gats too
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Me and my faculities bodies covered up with tattoos
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So when you see me it's intimidation that you feel
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Cause you know these fuckin Eses mess for real
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Cause we're soldado down to throw putasos
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Con chiflasos tricky let's throw chingasos
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I got Shadow on the side of me
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With that gram sticky green mothafucka
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Come get high with me
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And if you say you'se my homie, don't decieve me
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Cause when I say I'm gonna kill, you best believe me
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[Mr. Shadow]
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Even out of town we break mothafuckas down like car trouble
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Tricky grab an axe and a shovel
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Show these sons of hood rats who gots the bag of tricks
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Full of guns, ammunition, screwdrivers and ice picks
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We pick who dies, when the wolf cries
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Brutalize mothafuckas, catch em by surprise
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We're unexpekted like a car crash
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Head bash a mothafucka, and give him whip lash
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Think fast, blink and it's your ass up in pieces
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Have your mom screamin for Jesus
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[Chorus]
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[Slush "The Villian"]
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I give's a fuck mothafucka
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Down to buck mothafuckas
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Better duck or that ass'll get plucked mothafucka
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I got all I need to suceed, let's get to test em
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Pocket full of weed and a gun that's full of teflon
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I'ma mothafucka thug with no love
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I'm seein my enemies bleedin sleepin in their blood
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I'm fantasizin homicidal thoughts like Charles Manson
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Money schemin plots to come up, like hold you for ransom
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It's all about the skrilla homie, I'll put a price on your head
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And iIf they don't pay up by mornin best believe that you're dead
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Playin wit your life like God but I don't care
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Ain't gon let nobody stop me from bein a millionaire
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It be a gun blast ese till one of us dies
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Best believe tryin to aim my heat right between your eyes
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Only on my bullet, my name I'm gonna engrave
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Slush "The Villain" put that ass to the grave, mothafucka
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[Chorus]
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Gangsters
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Mr. Shadow |