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paolo conte - ratafia lyrics

(feat. buddy roe)

[buddy roe]
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic

[trick daddy]
i just might have to toss this nine
across your mind
across that line
i’m running straight up in your mammy’s house by mine
puttin’ this fire up in this old b-tch mouth by mine
and openin’ fire
and i ain’t swearing no n-gg-s
give the deed up until four n-gg-s
ain’t sympathizing with you hoe n-gg-s
i’m just realizing what this thug sh-t for n-gg-
you in the middle of a war n-gg-
now i gotta let you have it
the whole clip
f-cking up the whole trip
now you f-cking with the boogie man
this sh-t deeper than nino brown
and i ain’t see no clown
n-gg- n-gg- n-gg-

[buddy roe]
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic

[trick daddy]
i got some n-gg-s that’ll b-mp with you
play with your kids and eat lunch with you
then f-ck around and kill your -ss
i close shop
with 2 shots from a far away glock
then leave you dead to rot
in a empty lot
and this thug sh-t simply not
to be taken light
well y’all fake less i’m taken life
then i’m taking off
to the old hood
to check on a old girl
to make sure it’s still all good
then it’s back to the streets
to finish this beef
looking for them same n-gg-s that’s looking for me
and about three blocks
from where they set up shop
sell weed and lay some rocks
they got these old cops
working they’re spots
and young n-gg-s on the roof with red dots
when me and my clique scr-p and we scared not

[buddy roe]
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic

[buddy roe]
i’m paranoid cause i’m hearing things
time served
only out a few months, -ssociated with birds
they want to pop it, i got bad nerves
peep
mini-14 on the front seat
you want to be there for your kids, n-gg- play with it
his grams missing, who did it, i’ma deal with it
so f-ck i care about the shorty
cause n-gg- you been known
skip town
with my pound
with my dudes ’round
now n-gg- how you playin’, i done counted that
you wanted work, all you had to do is f-cking ask
my cuban friend
want his ends
instead of you flipping them divedends
making millions
popping then
silly rabbit
you done started static
now i gotta let you have it
rapping fire from my automatic
you left me stuck
and so you outta luck
cause you done f-cked my credit up
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
n-gg- what

[buddy roe]
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic
now i gotta let you have it
rappin’ fire from my automatic

- paolo conte lyrics

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