No 8

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Yeah, you know who the fuck it is
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Y'all niggas pussy man
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I see it
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No wonder you walk around fuckin' 
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mad all day, you broke!

[Verse 1: Conway]
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Ayo, Statik Selektah
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I got these niggas strappin' their 
vest up
Bitch niggas get to talkin', then 
I'm grabbin' the Heckler
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My OG's said, don't let these rap 
niggas stress ya, uh
Especially a nigga you had under 
pressure
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The Mac on the dresser, it had a 
compressor
So you don't hear shit when it 
clappin it wet ya
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Out we lurkin' all day, and if I 
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happen to catch ya, two things - 
black bag or a stretcher
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I'm back and I'm fresher, never 
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been to college, nah
Never had a professor, but I just 
got a package from Hector, whoa
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I'm straight nigga, writing down a 
set of weight nigga
But I'd rather be in the studio 
going apes nigga
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You just a rapper, stay in your 
place nigga
Before I had the goons blickin at 
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your wraith nigga
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Stay in your lane and be safe, nigga
Or get hit with the 30 in the face, 
nigga

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
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Ayo, no soul bitch sold my shit
Your pockets got holes I guess 
you're cheese, all swiss
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Let me squeeze tech got it running 
like boat, nigga
White stripes on the fatigue coat
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Fear of God high tops
My rhyme's got a clean
time stop
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I never idolized no nigga, never!
Never been shook of no nigga, never!
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Took over the phones in the building
18th street stabbed the nigga a 
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million times
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I've seen it with my own eyes
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He lost a bet on the Giants
All you seen was chunks of that 
nigga flyin'
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No CO's, somebody need to mop the 
shit up

[Verse 3: Termanology]
Ayo, It's a stick up
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I'm in a castle blasted, throw you 
in a bath of acid
Every word I spat is classic, 
ratchet in the lavish fashion
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I turn a shooter to a moving target
Trying to cop a Louis carpet
When I do this shopping for this new
 apartment
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The leather MCM bag, it got dabs in 
it
Molly, Percocet, the piff and acid 
tabs in it
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I'm just a vandal, with a hammer, 
with a broken handle
Rappers is broke, I'm going home to 
a Naomi Campbell
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Virgin Mary in my bed with a holy 
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candle
Holy water in my bathtub with gold 
Roman sandals
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I'll rock a room but I'll be rockin'
 all across the globe
But rewind I had a stocking on ready
 to rob your gold
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I'm quick to smash a cutie, even if 
she bad and boujee
Monogram Gucci, jacuzzi, now that's 
a future movie
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I'm Benny Blanco with a weapon 
running by the train
Silencer on the smoker put gun 
powder in your veins
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Hopped a lot of planes, rocked a lot
 of chains, clocked a lot of fame
And you lil pussy boys not the same
N.C.
100 bottles in a week, celebrating 
life
Gave the door man $100 just to shake
 the ice
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Pussy, I'll take your life from you 
with the rusty eight
Earthquake your soul when I'm 
busting with this Russian K
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Selling eight balls your boy made a 
ton of cake
Now we puffing eighths, getting 
blunted to this No. 8