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nter - enuff said lyrics

[intro]
ohhh, guns come out, keep running ya mouth man my guns come out!
steve love with this track (blat)!

[hook 50 cent & nter]
know what i’m about (y’all n-ggas know)

ye, you know what i’m about!

f-ck with my dough (what-what y’all n-ggas know?)
then the guns come out (then the guns come out

y’all n-ggas know (what-what y’all n-ggas know?)
know what i’m about (y’all n-ggas know)

fame gang, fame prison!

f-ck with my dough (what-what y’all n-ggas know?)
then the guns come out (then the guns come out

[verse: 1]
yo, i’m sick of this kid, man he likes to talk sh-t
say that ya going to k!ll a mum in front of her kid
and that f-ckin track you did man it sounds like sh-t
ash burke shut the f-ck up you can’t sing for sh-t!
see i’m climbing out the underground i brought a team with me
the f-ggots at the top i snap back 360!
now i’m the type of guy to bring knife to a gun fight
pull up in a car and slash your f-ckin’ windpipe
drive off in a car blowing smoke staring in rear view
honk the h-rn so no one can hear you
have your baby mumma screaming it’s a bl–dy murder
leave your body in the town [?]
enough with the jail talk like the only c-nt that’s done time
i was long bay maxo man 329
i use to walk the yard with the murders son
razor blade to ya tounge a broom stick in ya bum

[hook]

[bridge]
i’m about my dough man

[verse 2]
see i came back worse from your comeback verse
the f-ggot does the gabba while i’m doing the kers!
put the car in reverse
pull the shelves drop
red and blue lights man they flood the f-cking block
i’m not the f-ckin’ pound but i just shot a dog
they call me nter one man my styles to hot
and now this f-ggot says he wants to battle rap?
steve love get the strap brrrrrt battle that!
try to diss me man that sh-t won’t work
they sent the devil in to finish gods work
i’m a boss motherf-cker i dammed respect
go and throw a bone, yo uber go and fetch
f-ckin k!ll yourself man ya lifes so hard
uberone hustle-hard in the bone yard
nter one from the streets i’m number one son
i heard about you in court begging to the judge
uberluber super trooper nter one i’m a super trooper
as a kid man i heard ya dad uses to root ya!

[outro]
what! ye nter one
straight from the streets
keep ya mouth shut f-ggot
i told you before man you owe me a tongue!
guns, come out, ay my guns come out

[hook]

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