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clipping. - Or Die
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[Verse 1: Clipping] Guns on the table, mama in the back room Bitches in the kitchen, water whipping crack foam Clap foam, clack foam, please respect the trap, homie When it snap, homie You a rat, homie Roaches in the ashtray blowing Everybody blowing Or they sniffing blow and Yelling "there they go" and They can see the 'po and They be riding slow and looking at the door But it's day, and it's just somebody's daughter skipping rope Like peas, porridge hot Peas porridge cold Miss Mary Mack in the 'lac with the gold Hundred spoke, lung and smoking When she speak, teach me toking Black sleeve, black leather seat, black '44 Black snapback cap to the back, talk smack, cack cack And you keep going back Because you're knowing where you're at [Hook: Clipping] Everybody wanna rap but don't know how Everybody wanna run when they hear that sound Everybody think they're hard until their face hits ground Everybody making choices that are not profound You can get money or die Get faded or die Get famous or die Give that stainless or die Get your hands in the sky or get it between the eyes Get money or die, get money or die [Verse 2: Clipping] Bring it back, homie All of that money Gotta pay the pimp like you gotta pay the tax If you're gonna pay to fuck, you're a trick, that's that If you're gonna name names you a snitch, not a crack dealer Not a killer, not a boss, no, you're roleplaying But I don't hit it, crit it, listen this is not a game, shit Why you on that slang shit if you wanna name shit Why you on that slang shit if you smoke that same shit Plenty pieces on the board, all the squares black though Caught up in the soot from that bootstrap class, so Get it how you're living and live in the color of calico Catch me out here tripping, they got it back with the chalice drones But they smiling though Shining diamonds on her First to get it to snatch win the llamas drawn on Pictures in the pavement, pick a corner with flowers Tire marks where they laying, back to work in an hour [Hook]
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