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Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?Tell 'em Kendrick did it, who put the West back in front of shit?Tell 'em Kendrick did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' itTell 'em Kendrick did it, like, wha—Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'
Ayy, on the dead onesWe'll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbsAll of my killers on go, like, who said somethin'?Redrum, all I think about when I see heads comeDo my dance, hit the chop when I see opps goLet 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop, broDon't televise it, we the ones who lettin' chops blowOpps know, let 'em piss him off and it's a flop showMurder man, singin' murder music off a murder vanBeat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder soundWho is him? One and only shotta, known as murder manCatch you doin' dirty, it's no other way but murder plansI broke her heart and you the type to go and fix itDon't wanna speak if you ain't talkin' 'bout no ticketI'm bougie with it, but I might just let you kiss itHit that block with diamonds on me, you could tell 'em Peysoh did it
Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?Tell 'em Peysoh did it, who put the West back in front of shit?Tell 'em Peysoh did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' itTell 'em Peysoh did it, like, wha—Hi, have you ever been a joint and you know it?Have you ever had to flip your unemployment?On the dead guys, nigga, I ain't goin'
Hop out suicide doors, it's the Hitta, manYou don't wanna see them doors slidin' on the CaravanI know killers who was catchin' bodies and not one fadeI was thirteen up at Avalon, poppin' chainsFourteen, ridin' minibikes with some dead friendsTwenty-one, flag on my head like a TalibanTwenty-five, feelin' like the box, it was full of sandAt the cemetery, fuck that, that's where I could've been142nd, I'm connected like I'm RosecransKinda shit I seen, try and forget and I will pop a Xan'Uppin' scores, doin' files, sacrifices like a boxing ringCan't throw in the towel, pistol-packin' since a childAyy, like it's Iraq, shooter name HusseinRidin' with the dirty blicky, switchy, make a new flameShe said I been a dog all my life, bae, can you change?True to my religion, Cuban links, more than two chains
Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, who showed you how to run a blitz?Tell 'em Hitta did it, who put the West back in front of shit?Tell 'em Hitta did it, ayy, I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it
It's gettin' down to the wireGet on my Bob the Builder shit, get down with the pliersBeen comin' back-to-back hits, how this nigga ain't tired?I'm with some rockstar bitches, they want Lizzie McGuireI'm switchin' gears, I pop the clutch, I'll send a nigga upA risk-taker, I'll call you niggas' bluffIf they hangin' out for real, we come deduct, tuckin' tails, they out of luckWhen it's wartime, they hidin' in the cutY'all had y'all chance, y'all couldn't do itI swear I'm comin' worse than y'all baby moms, I'm puttin' niggas through itThey hate to see me doin' itMeal ticket, I'm pursuin' itI'm in the field for real, UCLA BruinsThey askin' how I do it, how a young nigga so fluentI kept my mouth closed and I ain't never leave no witnessD.O.A. up on the scene, tell 'em YoungThreat did it, nigga