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hell let loose - conway the machine lyrics

[intro]
(whoo kid)

[chorus: conway the machine & tony yayo]
sticks and stones don’t break my bones (yeah)
calling me names don’t hurt my feelings (don’t hurt my feelings, n*gga)
extended clip in the pole soon as i give the go (yeah)
bro gon’ leave your sh*t on the ceilin’ (on the ceilin’, on the ceilin’, n*gga)
still risk, get sold, we gon’ get this dough (sold)
i move this, we gon’ make us a k!llin’ (we gon’ make a k!llin’)
sticks and stones don’t break my bones (yeah)
calling me names don’t hurt my feelings (you can’t k!ll god with bullets, talk to ’em)

[verse 1: conway the machine & tony yayo]
what you know ’bout layin’ in a n*gga bushes in the rain? (brrat)
soon as you step out your door, they put a bullet in your brain (bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
you from ’round my way, thеn you was puttin’ in some pain (huh?)
there’s n*ggas that’ll pop you ‘causе they lookin’ for a name (facts)
you live that gangster sh*t, then, n*gga, we one of the same
my n*gga tony drop you just for lookin’ at me strange (what the f*ck you lookin’ at?)
you f*cking with the drum, you n*ggas gotta feel the flame (brrah)
get hit a bunch of times and get your body rearranged (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
floatin’ in that red ‘rari when they see me on biscayne (skrrt)
miami, speedin’ on that 95, switchin’ lanes (come on)
i was a lil’ n*gga, hittin’ l!cks and gettin’ paid (true that)
straight up menace, jackin’ n*ggas for they sh*t like i was caine (come up just like caine, n*gga)
just to show love to these n*ggas, now my heart full of distain
we shot that n*gga ten times, his body left a stain (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
i still be in the hood, my life is good, i can’t complain
so f*ck them p*ssy n*ggas that be speakin’ on my name (f*ck that)
machine
[chorus: conway the machine & tony yayo]
sticks and stones don’t break my bones (yeah)
callin’ me names don’t hurt my feelings (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
extended clip in the pole soon as i give the go (yeah)
bro gon’ leave your sh*t on the ceilin’ (on the ceilin’, n*gga, yeah, yeah)
still risk, get sold, we gon’ get this dough (yeah)
i move this, we gon’ make us a k!llin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
sticks and stones don’t break my bones (yeah)
callin’ me names don’t hurt my feelings (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[refrain: conway the machine]
i just let the paper stack up
i just let the paper stack (yeah)
i took a loss, i make it back (yeah, yeah, yeah)
now i just let the paper stack up
i just let the paper stack (yeah)
i took a loss, i make it back (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: conway the machine & tony yayo]
big bag, i’ma spend a big bag (uh*huh)
put you in a sh*t bag, homicide, a zip bag (woo)
body bag, toe tag, toe tag, toe tag (d*mn)
body bag, toe tag, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah (brrah)
yeah, yeah, no hesitation
bro got that mac, jumpin’ over cars, slammin’, no regulation (oh my god)
got the news that you n*ggas got blamed, it’s a celebration (ha)
now them n*ggas thought they want smoke and understand who they facin’ (you know what’s up)
i’m comin’ mask off, doin’ a home invasion
so what if they see me? i’m ’bout to send them n*ggas to satan (ha)
i’m ’bout to blast off, i’m finna make a statement
ar in my hand, man, i just feel the sensation (ah)
high school drop out, ged education
now look, machine, b*tch, five grammy nominations (what else?)
.357 in the puff coat (yeah)
them eastside n*ggas is cutthroat, sh*t (yeah, yeah)
n*gga fell out about a ho, is you crazy, n*gga?
that’s everybody b*tch, who told you put a baby in her? (come on, n*gga)
it’s your own fault you broke ’cause you lazy
sh*t, i made it to a whole man from a two and a baby, n*gga (talk to ’em)
i just let the money stack, that’s why i have the paper (uh*huh)
to have staples put in a n*gga like a stack of papers (mm)
uh, the .357 in the puff coat (yeah)
them westside n*ggas is cutthroat, ayo (woo)
[chorus: conway the machine]
sticks and stones don’t break my bones (yeah)
callin’ me names don’t hurt my feelings (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
extended clip in the pole soon as i give the go (yeah)
bro gon’ leave your sh*t on the ceilin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
still risk, get sold, we gon’ get this dough (yeah)
i move this, we gon’ make us a k!llin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
sticks and stones don’t break my bones (yeah)
callin’ me names don’t hurt my feelings (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[refrain: conway the machine & tony yayo]
i just let the paper stack up
i just let the paper stack (yeah)
i took a loss, i make it back (yeah, yeah, yeah, what else?)
now i just let the paper stack up
i just let the paper stack (yeah)
i took a loss, i make it back (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[outro: dj whoo kid]
you can’t k!ll god with bullets, n*gga
conway the machine
that n*gga ain’t a f*ckin’ human being
(conductor, we have a problem)

- conway the machine lyrics

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