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armani caesar - countdown lyrics

[intro: armani caesar]
yo, yo

[verse 1: armani caesar]
n+ggas think they can do a b+tch dirty in warsaw (what?)
that’ll get you done dirty with the sawed off (brrra)
this sh+t a game, take your dame, cut your b+lls off (uh huh)
now you tryna apologize, n+gga, it’s a lost cause (i ain’t hearin’ that sh+t, n+gga)
i hate to be the crazy b+tch (the crazy b+tch)
but these n+ggas like to play and sh+t, not knowin’ who they playin’ with (who they playin’ with)
f+ck bustin’ out your windows (uh+uh)
i’ma put a bomb in your benz (uh+huh), do harm to your mental (ooh)
huh, have you seein’ me in your dreams (huh, uh+huh)
hitman walkin’ up to you like they a fiend (uh+oh)
to the point that when you think of me, you scream (ha, sh+t)
every red light you see, you thinkin’ it’s a beam (brrra, the f+ck is that?)
huh, ain’t nothin’ like a woman scorned (woman scorned)
i had you wishin’ you was never born (nevеr born)

[chorus: redman & armani caesar]
this the countdown, bang the underground
bang a hundrеd rounds, n+gga, you watered down
this the countdown, bang the underground (uh+huh)
bang a hundred rounds (uh+huh), n+gga, you watered down

[verse 2: armani caesae]
i’m tina turner with the burner (what up?), hit her, doot, doot, doot (her, brra)
him, doot, doot, doot (him, doot), them, doot, doot, doot (boom, boom, boom, boom)
shotty to your body, caught him comin’ out versace (out versace, brra)
the b+tch had on my cavallis (what? yo, k!ll that b+tch)
huh, i ran the spot with a great mind (great mind)
moved a half a mill’ of yours cross state lines (come on)
even held you down when you did that little state time (uh+huh)
now you got me on some murder sh+t, cuttin’ break lines (it’s over)
just thinkin’ ’bout this sh+t got me sick (got me sick)
i never thought that you would’ve switched (d+mn)
and i really though that you could commit (d+mn), and i really thought that that was my d+ck (what’s up?)
turns out, n+gga, you wasn’t sh+t (uh+huh, sh+t)
but n+ggas ain’t sh+t but hoes and tricks (hoes and tricks)
don’t matter if you paid or the coldest b+tch (it don’t matter, n+gga)
my n+ggas put a bomb in your brand new whip (uh+huh, boom)
had to go and tear them all down with all your ends, n+gga (what’s up?)
[chorus: redman & armani caesar]
this the countdown, bang the underground
bang a hundred rounds, n+gga, you watered down
this the countdown, bang the underground
bang a hundred rounds, n+gga, you watered down

- armani caesar lyrics

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