Nuka Cola

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Break a nigga faith for the one time
 I sleep without my gun, nigga sometimes
 I'm in your face like Muay Thai
 Kick back, Liu Kang, bicycle kick fly
 I never ran from a nigga
 I shot, backflipped, then kickflip Spitfire
 Trust when I speak, I don't lie
 Bloodshed, Blood side, Eastside, we ride
 Little bitch, I don't miss
 Niggas get scared when I talk my shit
 Little bitch, I don't miss
 Niggas get scared when the .45 spit
 Walkin' in with that grip
 Nigga gonna stand in his own fuckin' piss
 Took ya' whole heart, lil' nigga, you scared to death
 Gotta fight when I take your breath, one word
 If they really want war, you can't line 'em up
 Say I got a ruler stick if you wanna size 'em up
 I don't wanna speak, I want bodies inside the trunk
 Nigga wanna talk, tellin' his homies hit the dust
 Me, I like my semi big
 Me, I like my 30 clip
 Me, I never ever miss
 'Cause ignorance is elegant
 Me, I like my semi big
 Me, I like my 30 clip
 Me, I never ever miss
 'Cause ignorance is elegant
 Chopping off the yacht and I'm bellyfloppin'
 Coke in the pot and it's bunny hoppin'
 Shotgun, like Elmer Fudd
 Two guns, no semi shit
 Bitch we choppin' bricks, like Jackie Chan
 Bitch I'm hoppin' out the all black minivan (Skrrt)
 Shootin' these niggas off right in the face
 Big MAC-11 be right on the waist (Rraaa)
 Kick that bitch out if she jump in the Wraith
 She suck my dick, I just nut on her face
 Big Sleezy, move a brick easy
 Audemars bust down and my wrist Fiji
 And the bitch need me 'cause I pimp easy
 Suck my dick raw, you a bit greasy
 I never care I don't play with you pussies, (fuck outta here)
 Pull up in the mornin' and spray at you pussies
 I'll go to war any day with you pussies
 I fuck around, put your brains on a hoodie
 A nigga's chain, do your thing (Gimme that)
 Niggas gon' straight enslave ya' (Bitch)
 Niggas gon' test that gangsta' (Bitch)
 Niggas gon' break them ankles, (Mula!)
 Got the whole block like the blue wall (Work)
 Throwin' ice in the pot, let it cool off (Work)
 I'ma shoot a nigga' tattoos off (Blow!)
 Turn your fucking face to RAGÚ sauce
 If they really want war, you can't line 'em up
 Say I got a ruler stick if you wanna size 'em up
 I don't wanna speak, I want bodies inside the trunk
 Nigga wanna talk, tellin' his homies hit the dust
 Me, I like my semi big
 Me, I like my 30 clip
 Me, I never ever miss
 'Cause ignorance is elegant
 Me, I like my semi big
 Me, I like my 30 clip
 Me, I never ever miss
 'Cause ignorance is elegant
 

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Duration
02:48
Tempo
120 BPM

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