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Suicide in Selfridges
Westside Gunn & DJ Drama
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(Conductor) Welcome to the new Golden Era (Grr, yo-yo) This that Purple Tape mixed with c*****e vibes (Grr, ayo) Imagine getting Murder Was The Case in the Slum Village Return of the Boom Bap with two million on the wrist DJ Drama Ayo, Tom Brown sellin' sum' surrounded by drug paraphernalia I dare you to step to the god you been failin' (Ah, I dare you) Peace to all my niggas live from the East (Peace god) Why they called (Gangsta) You don't gotta bust fifteen Throwin' ace's, I'm steppin' on your shit Chrome automatic and don't forget the switch (Hold up) Gotta spin the block on you niggas Gun hollеr at me Ayo, ain't nobody fresher, that's word to Mohammеd Brains everywhere on the wall, go get some Comet Back to back Dom Perignon, I bought the ramen Hangin' out the all-red Ghost with the chopstick Everything I see you niggas in, I never rocked it Bet the lil' vest burn a hole through your pocket I ain't se them out three years, nigga stop it Shake that shit, b***h, shake it then drop it, man (Shake!) I'm the man, I'm the lord of all lords Tom Ford on, plus it smell like Tom Ford, **** you talkin' 'bout? Put the .40 in your jaw, I'm a maniac Couple million on the floor Ain't nobody ****in' with the Fendi overall Pumped out a peg leg, yeah I'm meant to show it off Yeah I'm Mr. Run Up On You Broad Day And Blow It Off Yeah I'm Mr. Send A Dummy Pack Through To Throw 'Em Off (Gangsta Grizills) Shootouts everyday Niggas don't dance no more All they do is this And then you pray for me Ready or, ready or not, I'm ready to bust the Glocks Start it off with a hundred shots popped off On God, I'm done Done-done let me fein', and starve and then you eat I'll carve out your mother****in' head And dunk out your p***y ass I-T-T When you see me, say "Papi chulo, you got another dinero" I say "Hockey hulo" Pop a nigga with a slapshot, duck 'em off Hit 'em with the mother****in' perc bed, hook it off Nigga, what you need is another mother****in' Hennessy When I die, put co-ca-ine in my IV Don't try me, R-I-P Spray paint everywhere, D-I-E Done-done, all I see is P-U-S-S-I-E And if you try me, b***h nigga have you on I-F-C Thuggin' for real, drug nigga druggin' a deal **** you and flip, bustin' off shots 'til they kill Tumble and fall, p***y nigga rumbled it all Got ya p***y ass name written all over the wall
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