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kpizzle – the market lyrics

[hook: kpizzle]
welcome to the market
i got what he need
the pills, crack, c0ke and a whole lotta weed
i got xanax, i got percs, i put my molly in my lean
chunky got a gatt, he got the [?]
welcome to the market
i got what he need
the pills, crack, c0ke and a whole lotta weed
i got xanax, i got percs, i put my molly in my lean
chunky got a gatt, he got the [?]

[verse 1: kpizzle]
started with a quarter, i been juugin’ sellin’ dime bags
waited till i hit that qp just like a lineback
i spit straight facts, i make you pause and rewind that
disrespect, i bust, i put that nine to where his mind at
heart keep pumpin’ while my cannon keep dumpin’
if that damage didn’t dust him then he panicked over nothin’
he was talkin’ all that rubbish
till a goofy got punished
he got murdered out in public
but the papers still didn’t publish
now let’s get back to the subject
there’s bricks all in the luggage
i put money on that oven
o’s lookin’ like an onion
in the kitchen got some guinness
swisher sweeter than a mouth
it’s kpizzle, you should autotune
i whip [?]
i started make a lotta move
room fulla lotta guns and a lotta tune
your money small so i call that sh-t a molly q
i catch a opp, i grill his top just like a barbeque
(look like a barbeque)

[verse 2: zilla]
welcome to the market
i got it for the low
you can place your order and i’ll ship ’em out tomorrow
i got b-tches in the kitchen, few hitters out the door
try some funny sh-t that put yo face to the stove
i put 20 on my wrist, same sh-t for my bros
breaking bread with otf, that’s how the game goes
started in the h-ll’s kitchen, now i’m drivin’, h-ll yeah
gave a b-tch a ounce but that sh-t wasn’t for free
she say she’ll pay me back, but suck him it’s for free
i ain’t trippin’, i’m a boss i can take a f-ckin’ loss
told that b-tch i don’t want your head, ’cause her head is full of c0ke
sip slow and track fast, wonder how long that sh-t would last
boy you better not owe us ’cause you know how we move
loso hangin’ out the window, he gon’ let it loose

[outro]
aight n-gga
free the f-ckin’ team, n-gga
shout out to the team, n-gga
get down or lay down, this 705 entertainment, b-tch!
you already know, n-gga! yeah!
come to the syrup, n-gga, shop
it’s open, n-gga!

- kpizzle lyrics

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