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Prodigy

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H.N.I.C (Head Nigga In Charge)

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Жанры : electronic big beat rave hip-hop rap

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[sinister laughter]

Oh y`all niggas killer now, oh word?
Catch you comin out your fuckin crib nigga
Yeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga

[Prodigy]
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album, only for more sales
We used to catch those on the block with crills
Now it`s paid shows, promoters post up bills
Sign dems only if the math is real
If you can`t match numbers then you can`t have the Head Nigga In Charge
And shit, live nigga rhymes artist
Pardon, P dub shines regardless
Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeists
My advice, `fore you get like that, is think twice
`fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it
Loose niggas make the news when we start formin`
Snatch stripes off a nigga`s uniform often
Doin it past yo` delf you way out your jurisdiction
Why niggas bullshit on the grill
I don`t fuck around dunny, this move`s real
I Keep It Thoro nigga

Yo let me back up for `em, lemme back up, yo, yo
Why niggas bullshit on the grill
I don`t fuck around dunny, this move`s real
I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner
It`s me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show `n` prove
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtie
Tempermental, I snap quick, very touchy
Ayo my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me
You feel different, niggas see me
I throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say P you crazy
A +Pain in Da Ass+, nah but +Fuck you, Pay me+
I`m no shorty, nigga I stop your glory
I`m a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me
Avoid P, man take your baby mom`s advice
I`m nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price
When you see me in the streets soldier, salute me
You just a groupie, oh you gangsta, then shoot me
Who gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill me
So I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavens
You rap niggas make me laugh, y`all crazy ass
And I don`t give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trash
Bang this, cuz I gurantee that you bought it
Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus
I Keep It Thoro nigga...

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