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Wu-Tang Clan( Wu Tang Clan )
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Gun Will Go
We got butter We got butter
Gonna go Gonna go
One thing for sure keep you a vault Keep a nice crib fly away Keep to the point Keep niggas outta your face who snakes Keep bitches in their place keep the mac in a special place
Keep movin for papes Keep cool Keep doin what you doin Keep it fly keep me in the crates
Cause I will erase shit on a real note yous a waste Its right here for you I will lace you Rip you embrace you Put a nice w up on your face Word to mother you can get chase It s nothing to taste Blood on a thug If he gotta go All I know is We be giving grapes
This is a place from where we make tapes We make them everywhere stealing all We be making base You’ll be making pace These little niggas they be making shapes Our shit is art yours is trace
This is the way that we roll in the street You know when we roll we be packing the heat Gonna go Gonna go Gonna go Gonna go Gonna go Gonna go
This is poverty island man these animals don’t run Slums where the ambulance don’t come Who got the best base fiends waiting to smoke some Approach son Ask him where he getting that coke from My dudes hug blocks like samurai shogun Cause no v and no ones Equalin no fun Who wanna treat they know huh Body to go numb A woman need funds plus her hair and her toes done It is what it is though You Fuck with the kid flow You make it harder to dough the harder the get go Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Harder to pimp flow harder when it snow The pinky and the wrist glow Cause here we live fo Get guap and get low But first off you gotta get the work off To get from the curse boss Yeah See im the shit Them dirt on the fifth know Hustling from the get go The motto is get mo
This is the way that we roll in the street You know when we roll we be packing the heat Gonna go gonna go gonna go gonna go gonna go
We was quiet flashy brothers Strapped all along with the dirty 38 long 12 hour shift gate took case in state you think he wont hold his weight put the money on the plate and watch it get scraped
We get ape up in that club Off that juice and hen And its an no win situation F**king with them
You mean like Ewen at the front of the rim Finger roll a dutch Million dollar stage is touched Techs gauges bust
Trust no one The lone shogun Rugged tim boots stompa Damaging lyrical mass distruction laucher
Nothing can calm the quakage When I break kid Peace to my brothers up north Doing state bids
This is the way we be rollin in the street You know when we roll that we be packing the heat Gonna go gonna go gonna go gonna go gonna go
This is the way we be rollin in the club You know when we roll that we be packing 32 slugs Gonna go gonna go gonna go gonna go gonna go
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