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King Of Kings

Let's go yeah, nigga

Good lookin' Rae that's what I'm talkin' 'bout

It's all good don't worry about it

You feel what I'm sayin'? Don't worry about it

Yeah, word up, let's go

Know how we gotta come at this, man

Yeah, come on, yo

Stuck, y'all like gum underneath my kick

Better move little when the heat I'll spit

The hammer clap like the on a meat-out chick

Dump clips like a trifflin' to drop

If you short you're a chance in the box

But I ain't lettin' you play with the guns in the club, I'm boothin' the ox

Got my eyes on the and I'm a peripheral

Got you cowards poppin' that Moe', my hand on the 'istol

Wild out, have a ball, you could drink 'til you 'url

Thought the Firewater was strong, the pound'll leave you curled

On the floor, like a new born baby, God

What you mean "Is he dead?", what type of is leakin' out of his head?

When you cowards see the drama and it come to a head

I'm hittin' Rae up on the jacket, it ain't much to be said

If it's on, go without sayin' somethin', deliverin'

Visa verca, this is Havoc, baby, we those

All that money is us, now what's wit' us?

Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it

Eh yo all that money, all them

All them shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"

All that money is us, now what's wit' us?

Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it

Eh yo all that money, all them

All them shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"

I chop meat out ya face, Daddy, gladly

Mad breeze on, rubberband currency and I splash ya visa

You know the code, yo caesar low straddlers

Front Streets, cracks all in the front seat spazzin'

Imperial wizards, Staten, knife game off the chain

And I'm with four hundred with wagons yo

Live wires, shoot darts for bread

Any map, I assist that, I'm holdin' it, all dead

What? Battle for cake and wizzes, we do it straight business

All mount ride, ain't no fake, reminisce, spit faces

Pissin' on the fake little swindler's list

Rae gave them cake, battle the gun, you're wildin'

I might levitatate well, I might take ya, push up, stylin' it

Oxes, reefers, police need us, the regime of Shaolin

With Queens re-up, with the poisonous hand

Remember y'all, no commercial, I hurt you, yo go get ya mans

All that money is us, now what's wit' us?

Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it

Eh yo all that money, all them

All them shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"

All that money is us, now what's wit' us?

Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it

Eh yo all that money, all them

All them shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"

Eh yo select me, Gucci sneaker recipe

Not the S dot Carters, no disrespect but respect me

One of the top five gangstas alive

My element is just the Elliott Ness, who hide

Yo I ran from some that was police

These heard about me bringin' marked money in I had the whole east

I've been the greatest, been flippin' the latest

Somethin' like the new haggler on the Ave

Ham it up, pullin' haze

And all the young niggas praise me

It's like the talent of the Six Million Dollar Man

'Yana pace, come on, banana squeeze

Aim at these Caravans, heard he had his man

And that ugly Keish' comin' from a galaxy of hood

Hard real people gettin' ki's

wit' the media, it's all good

All that money is us, now what's wit' us?

Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it

Eh yo all that money, all them

All them shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"

All that money is us, now what's wit' us?

Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it

Eh yo all that money, all them

All them shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"

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