Diamond Teeth Samurai

Tom:
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Aye
Aye, they might could do it better
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I ain't trippin' off all that shit

[Chorus]
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Used to be broke but now I'm rich, I'm spendin' every penny
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2Pac Shakur, ridin' through the North up in the Bentley
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Curtis Jackson, ain't no actin' when I'm on a mission
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Tryna assassinate my character, I ain't say I did it

[Próxima Parte]
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Nigga, you got that yayo? (well cook somethin' nigga)
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Nigga, you let them Ks go? (well bust somethin' nigga)
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Oh, you duckin' them laws? (you better run from them nigga)
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Oh, you playin' with that raw? (well look here, front some nigga)

[Bridge 2x]
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The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha
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The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ha

[Verse 1]
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Whole lotta killing, Helter Skelter like I'm Charles Manson
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These niggas hatin' now keep that hammer, all these diamonds dancin'
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Me and Meek Mill watchin' movies in Rick Ross' mansion
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You disrespect, I up the TEC and let you niggas have it
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23 shots, Lebron James I shoot the cavalier
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These niggas speakin' on my name I'ma get it clear
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When they shot, they aimed for my brain but I'm still here
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I'm a Bad Boy, never met Diddy but that's what it is

[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
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I'm in the all white Porsche wit' heat ridin' through Hollygrove
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Discussin' 'bout what it's gon' take to get them birds gone
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Say "look, lil' daddy," I ain't your whoadie, make me bust your dome
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Got a 100 shots up in the Caddy while I'm headed home
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My lil' hitter quiet like Slim, we gon' shoot above the rim
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We gon' pop 'em when we see 'em, whip his pockets 'fore we kill 'em
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We got the police on our trail, so we runnin' when we see 'em
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Don't wanna front us no heroin, we gon' rob 'em when we see 'em, bitch
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Police hit our stash house but we ain't closing shop
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They got some niggas movin' work to stay right up the block
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Knock on the door, I need a zone yeah I got the guap
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N.C.
Soon as he open up the door, he gon' see the Glock

[Chorus]