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Royal Flush - War lyrics
[Royal Flush] Flush is ready for combat, bust gats You really want to fuck wit this tough cat? Get smacked Cuz I ain't scared of shit in this world, black My 44 impact will solve that, all of that Basically off top, just give me mines and get dropped By the same kids, that shot the cops inside the coke spot Oh well, gettin drunk, another story to tell New York is like prison, Q Borough's my cell Would be by clientele, you fail to realize it's real Wit mass appeal, let the blood spill Don't even see his grill, what the deal? An overdose of taft, be the nigga ass Only out for cash, master Mayan staff And in my lab, shorty naked countin cash Whip a '96 Path, and put the gun inside the smash Livin everyday like it's my last, takin 5 pulls and pass Guarantee to blast in this game, wit no shame Cape chain, ice wrist, wit flooded fist Drivin is some plush shit, exotic bitches suckin my dick It's like a mob flick, speakin on some mob shit Some marvelous, the God is confident The black arsonist that's always startin shit [many people talkin] [Royal Flush] Who's to blame? Man or cocaine? This world is insane Drama remain, codefendant hold me down in the game Smokin weed wit different names, wet ya crew like rain And rep in my hood, you knew that I would, blow up ya act, vigga Quick to school a nigga, you be you, blow a trigga And he lost his finger, blow him in his spine, make him cripple Distribute, whole entire world, drug related is the issue A lot of niggas say I talk too much about my pistol You fuckin right I do, you talkin I murder you Push up convertible, we runnin international While tech's harassin you, they wild like animals You never know what to do, 'fore they ch |
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