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smith & west - 10percent lyrics

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[intro: 10percent]
they know i’m a stepper, i move often
i’m a stepper, i move often
move often, uh, uh (touchoftrent be wildin’ with it)

[chorus: 10percent]
they’ll leave a knife in your back, that’s why i stay on point (oh)
i been runnin’ sh*t so long, i feel it in my joints (uh)
memphis n*gga in california (oh)
my city like the zoo, i just escaped the jungle
i tried to help, but you can’t make a n*gga have some hunger (i want some more)
all these hoes be comin’ back*to*back, i need a woman
just like my mama, but these b*tches come with too much drama
i keep sh*t one hundrеd (one hundred)
my gun is smith & wess, all black likе donda

[verse 1: 10percent]
i talk, they be listenin’, i got one on speaker tech
i put my brothers in position, i do this sh*t for the family
i got no legs for n*ggas with no bread, i can’t stomach
leechin’*ass n*gga, get from ’round me ‘fore i blam him (grrah)
they just let my dog out the slammer (yeah, yeah)
i been on the road, got me tired, alabama (yeah, yeah)
always tryna fix some sh*t ’cause i stay with my hammer
ask my b*tch, “would you be mad if i get on and hear rihanna?” (haha)
this sh*t straight out of the bas*m*nt
i’ma let my hair grow out like old me, i’m goin’ back to the basics
i still got family members that owe me, but i ain’t even gon’ say sh*t
one of my cousins f*cked up, smoked a blunt, his b*tch laced it (better watch these hoes, they crazy)
[chorus: 10percent]
they’ll leave a knife in your back, that’s why i stay on point (oh)
i been runnin’ sh*t so long, i feel it in my joints (uh)
memphis n*gga in california (oh)
my city like the zoo, i just escaped the jungle
i tried to help, but you can’t make a n*gga have some hunger (i want some more)
all these hoes be comin’ back*to*back, i need a woman
just like my mama, but these b*tches come with too much drama
i keep sh*t one hundred (one hundred)
my gun is smith & wess, all black like donda

[verse 2: mozzy]
this sh*t ain’t sweet out here in california, ‘less you in calabasas
we get it brackin’, young and active, anti*crackin’ rats (grrt)
went from edd to ppp, now back to taxes
i put that rock in buddy palms when i ain’t have to pass it, yeah
my circle smaller than a dot ’cause n*ggas come with baggage
my prostitute been through a lot, but that sh*t come with trappin’
these n*ggas dissin’ for reactions, sh*t, it come with rappin’
who girly face dependin’ on me, i can’t do no lackin’
i took some time to clear my mind, that’s why i flew to aspen
the ones i feared, the ones that want me dead, rumor has it
i think of skeemo all the time and i salute his savage
swap out the rollie for this snooki patek, yeah

[chorus: 10percent]
they’ll leave a knife in your back, that’s why i stay on point (oh)
i been runnin’ sh*t so long, i feel it in my joints (uh)
memphis n*gga in california (oh)
my city like the zoo, i just escaped the jungle
i tried to help, but you can’t make a n*gga have some hunger (i want some more)
all these hoes be comin’ back*to*back, i need a woman
just like my mama, but these b*tches come with too much drama
i keep sh*t one hundred (one hundred)
my gun is smith & wess, all black like donda

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