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nyc shootout - poundin' the pavement lyrics

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“how about i kick your ass thuganomics style!?”

you got beef then step the f+ck up and you’ll get f+cked up by some grimey mothaf+ckas
you think you p+ssies gonna run up and get the jump, bruh?
you some yellow belly suckas
you think i’m scared, you little chump f+cks?
i’m getting f+cked up and f+cking b+tches with them dump trucks
so i don’t mind if you don’t love us cause we above ya, and you know that’s word to motha

pounding the pavement with your skull
you asked for this
knucklehead stunads, you know we love to rumble

i stomp on all you artists tryna act like you emcees
they tweaking, they straight bugging tryna compete against me
i got the rhymе ju+jitsu, type of lyrics that’ll hit you
try to diss me on beats thеn deceased, homie, i’ll end you
some people wanna act around here like they the best
well, you know how i kick it, and rip it, and spit, and straight come for they necks

ain’t no stress, this what i do, ain’t competition to me
so let me do the deal and pin you goofy
1+2+3, g

pounding the pavement
leave you leaking blood and p+ss
f+ck with my family and we’ll pull up to your crib
“big whoop wanna fight about it?”



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