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First Person Shooter(MP3_160K)

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[00:03.65] First-person shooter mode, we turnin' your song to a funeral

[00:06.59] To them niggas that say they wan' off us, you better be talkin' 'bout workin' in cubicles

[00:10.57] Yeah, them boys had it locked, but I knew the code

[00:12.67] Lot of niggas debatin' my numeral

[00:14.55] Not the three, not the two, I'm the U-N-O

[00:17.44] Yeah

[00:19.32] Numero U-N-O

[00:20.38] Me and Drizzy, this shit like the Super Bowl

[00:22.25] Man, this shit damn near big as the-

[00:25.15] Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what?

[00:31.01] Big as the Super Bowl

[00:32.33] But the difference is it's just two guys playin' shit that they did in the studio

[00:36.05] Niggas usually send they verses back to me, and they be terrible, just like a two-year-old

[00:40.04] I love a dinner with some fine women when they start debatin' about who the G.O.A.T

[00:44.02] I'm like go on 'head, say it then, who the G.O.A.T.?

[00:46.94] Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.? Who the G.O.A.T.?

[00:49.87] Who you bitches really rootin' for?

[00:51.74] Like a kid that act bad from January to November, nigga, it's just you and Cole

[00:57.04] Big as the what? Big as the what? Big as the what? (Ayy)

[01:02.34] Big as the Super Bowl

[01:04.20] Niggas so thirsty to put me in beef

[01:05.80] Dissectin' my words and start lookin' too deep

[01:07.66] I look at the tweets and start suckin' my teeth

[01:09.79] I'm lettin' it rock 'cause I love the mystique

[01:11.66] I still wanna get me a song with YB

[01:13.51] Can't trust everything that you saw on IG

[01:15.37] Just know if I diss you, I'd make sure you know that I hit you like I'm on your caller ID

[01:19.35] I'm namin' the album The Fall Off, it's pretty ironic 'cause it ain't no fall off for me

[01:23.34] Still in this bitch gettin' bigger, they waitin' on the kid to come drop like a father to be

[01:27.33] Love when they argue the hardest MC

[01:29.19] Is it K-Dot? Is it Aubrey? Or me?

[01:31.04] We the big three like we started a league, but right now, I feel like Muhammad Ali

[01:36.10] Huh, yeah, yeah, huh-huh, yeah, Muhammad Ali

[01:39.27] The one that they call when they shit ain't connectin' no more, feel like I got a job in IT

[01:42.99] Rhymin' with me is the biggest mistake

[01:44.85] The Spider-Man meme is me lookin' at Drake

[01:46.99] It's like we recruited your homies to be demon deacons, we got 'em attending your wake

[01:51.75] Hate how the game got away from the bars, man, this shit like a prison escape

[01:54.66] Everybody steppers, well, fuck it, then everybody breakfast

[01:57.59] And I'm 'bout to clear up my plate (huh, huh, huh)

[02:01.06] When I show up, it's motion picture blockbuster

[02:02.91] The G.O.A.T. with the golden pen, the top toucher

[02:05.03] The spot rusher, sprayed his whole shit up, the crop duster

[02:07.69] Not Russia, but apply pressure

[02:09.82] To your cranium, Cole's automatic when aimin' 'em

[02:12.48] With The Boy in the status, a stadium

[02:15.67] Nigga

[02:24.17] Ayy, I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to

[02:29.47] I'm 'bout to, yeah

[02:32.40] Yeah

[02:34.25] I'm 'bout to click out on this shit

[02:35.86] I'm 'bout to click, whoa

[02:37.45] I'm 'bout to click out on this shit

[02:38.77] I'm 'bout to click, whoa

[02:40.08] I'm down to click down you hoes and make a crime scene

[02:42.76] I click the trigger on the stick like a high beam

[02:45.94] Man, I was Bentley wheel whippin' when I was 19

[02:48.88] She call my number, leave her hangin', she got dry-cleaned

[02:51.79] She got a Android, her messages is lime green

[02:54.97] I search one name, and end up seein' 20 tings

[02:58.17] Nadine, Christine, Justine, Kathleen, Charlene, Pauline, Claudine

[03:03.74] Man, I pack 'em in this phone like some sardines

[03:06.66] And they send me naked pictures, it's the small things

[03:09.59] You niggas still takin' pictures on a Gulfstream

[03:12.24] My youngins richer than you rappers and they all stream

[03:15.41] I really hate that you been sellin' them some false dreams

[03:18.35] Man, if your pub was up for sale, I buy the whole thing

[03:21.01] Will they ever give me flowers? Well, of course not

[03:24.20] They don't wanna have that talk, 'cause it's a sore spot

[03:26.59] They know The Boy, the one they gotta boycott

[03:30.03] I told Jimmy Jam I use a GRAMMY as a door stop

[03:32.41] Girl gave me some head because I need it

[03:35.35] And if I fuck with you, then after I might eat it, what?

[03:38.28] Niggas talkin' 'bout when this gon' be repeated

[03:40.39] What the fuck, bro? I'm one away from Michael

[03:42.51] Nigga, beat it, nigga, beat it, what?

[03:44.09] Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?

[03:47.30] Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, what?

[03:49.70] Beat it, what? Beat it, what? Beat it, ayy, beat it, what?

[03:53.15] Don't even pay me back on none them favors, I don't need it