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rap image - widnick lyrics

[intro]
we need you talking ’bout guns and horse
so we’ll know to market you properly

[verse]
uh, you wanna be a star
you know what you gotta do dawg
take that gun outside and go earn your respect
get it in blood, hand over fist
bust down legitimize the set
real ones getting bodies wet
llc the cl!ck, new mop stick
that’s a tax expense, designer fits
dirty water, we all piranhas
metal llamas hungry for the drama
plot twist, if we gotta spin
n*ggas binging like soap operas
money bags, only want the money in our bare hands
for the price tag, wack you for the name brand
up the clout, get the deal
foreign whips, we the ones behind the wheel
we the ones they wanna k!ll, put ya body on record
for this rap sh*t i will, ’cause this rap sh*t is real
take it outside, three dimensional, it’s not just a still
it’s how we live, one nation under god
operating under a different set of laws
do a bid or get the case dropped, we all we got
ops in a pack, we gotta smoke the block
turn the studio into a mob house
crash dummies, pill poppers, soda bottles
long rifles, no friends, just long rivals
crime mobs, trap gods, they our idols
big paper, filthy hands, we feel entitled
short roads, with dead ends, a few survivors
[outro]
you not a gangster
you are the very people of god
tryna look like some d*mn criminal from italy
some mafioso, some italiano, boy
look like fools on tv, dressed up in all this mess

- widnick lyrics

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