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faceoff musket - know who's who lyrics

verse 1 + stepface
i’ll get man stabbed like some adlibs
true say i’m lit like some match sticks
sweet one on me she a bad b+tch
rk got a hattrick
all the paigons dem they weren’t match fit
your b+tch warn chill with the bandits
young md in a fat spliff
now i’m buzzed i’m doing madting
lean an burst it
the opps ain’t learning
crash man’s german
skid then swerve it
late night purging
opp block lurking
stackz won’t leave till he stabs one person
k on man’s block man close that curtain
rambo made juice spill no kermit
lil bro loves doing opp block lurking
i’m on what i’m on that’s certain
pull up i’m no dj
crash on paigons weekend or weekday
or it’s dodgy deals i’m just likе ebay
i let waps beat but its no onе’s bday
two man stepping with g face
i’ll get him down in a peak way
don’t give a f+ck what the pigs say
man’s still crashing on paigons
but who’s on what
chorus
how many man on their block been got
i bust my gun make a grown man drop
ask b.y if his crib got shot
but i ain’t tryna give them too much clues
ballies and gloves won’t know who’s who
whack man’s face put man on the news
back of the ride man lean and shoot x2

verse 2 + faceoff musket
(yeah)
my heart is cold like the polar bear
when i run this sh+t, they like you the man
i be blowing the smoke like the magic show
they k!ll my vibe, so i k!ll em hoes
in the studio when i cook a hit
ain’t got time for you, b+tch i’m getting rich
the musket loaded, if you tripping n+gga
f+ck around, and i make a grown man jump
i be in this sh+t, till i rip
bawling in these streets ,n+ggas can’t beat me
yeah i got no challenge, i don’t play safe
i remember in the dark phase
devil tryna catch me, but i got pace
moving like a cheater no stopping me
so i bring it home, cause i gotta eat
(yeah)
new b+tch, not my wifey
i move with shooters, like a army
came in the game and we planning no aiming
getting so high, i can never average
i started rapping cause i had the passion
they keep on watching, got cartier glasses
moonwalk to the money, michael jackson
sipping my lean, see a bad man weavy
chorus
how many man on their block been got
i bust my gun make a grown man drop
ask b.y if his crib got shot
but i ain’t tryna give them too much clues
ballies and gloves won’t know who’s who
whack man’s face put man on the news
back of the ride man lean and shoot x2

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