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dom pachino - 1st come 1st served lyrics

[intro: dom pachino]
yeah, yeah, they all gon’ have to bow down eventually
they gon’ have to bow down eventually
and face up to the facts, man
i’m killing the underground right now, murder

[dom pachino:]
i had the other side in a sn-tch, atleast i thought so
until i got a wake up call, they hit him in his torso
now that’s a major loss, whoa, committed by a major loss soul
let’s get back to the source, though
how much did it cost, bro? about the same amount as his porsche do
but that’s what happens when n-gg-s floss too
much and they forced to, surrender their lives
it’s what it cost do, and i ain’t gonna lie
my n-gg-s like to floss to, my n-gg-s like to sport new
whips and kicks and, b-tches that are thick
son, and b-tches that suck d-ck, son, that is addiction
not discipline, cause if so, n-gg-s won’t be missing
found by a couple fishing in the morning
when sun glissen and the birds are whistling
d-mn feel, look like they dumped the clip in him
did the fishes yet get to him? man, they gon’ have to get a net for him

[chorus x2: dom pachino]
first come, first served, you got it, you get it
white white, leak beige, tablets of relish
sorry we only deal in cash, no credit or debit
if you don’t got it, you get it, n-gg- forget it

[shyheim:]
i was on the a.v.e. playing my post
when a white porsche hit the block like falling snow
i ain’t know it was your dude until, n-gg-s did the one-two
wish i would of knew, i could of stopped the wolves
but by the time i recognized and realized it was him
they had the nine mm’s, applied to him
and they times him by five, he had the four-five on him when he died
peep the grind, they took his shine and his ride
i feel bad cause it happened on my side
of the p’s, i f-ck with you, that’s why i’m calling you p
you see how i see, but sh-t be how it be, you know?

[chorus x2]

[crunch lo:]
i’m in the pizza shop, i hear the shots, i’m like oh sh-t
that’s the sound of a n-gg- getting hit
come on, we making moves to the ave, i heard another blast
d-mn, yo, the tech was spitting fast
we seen n-gg-s running in black, i took a step back
then -n-lyzed the situ’, hoping it don’t hit you
my man running out the building, men, women & children
is screaming, the air is cold, it’s killing season
n-gg-s got they hoodies on, cigarette smoke
b-m broads, with they beers and they 20’s of c-ke
whispering to each other, ‘the god is on the floor’
ems cut his clothes and his chest was all raw
and you seen the smoke from the sh-lls, all h-ll broke loose
now his fam is on the set, and they wanna know the truth

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