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tha god fahim - metal gear bullet lyrics

[intro: sample & tha god fahim]
ohh, our long lost leader. somebody must owe him money!
how you doing?
how’s the clay pigeon?
gettin’ there

klap gawd, motherf+ckers
uh, check it

[verse]
i wrote this for my combat n+ggas
focused, never sidetracked n+ggas
doin’ drive+bys, gotta find that n+gga
loadin’ up ammo attachments for mac lifts
the pressure from this hammer make that n+gga do a backflip
those n+ggas got cold in their system
a product of poverty
kings, gods, and queens in the blood of my arteries
i go up in your safe and stick you up like, “pardon me”
i say it to your face, as i gain comradery
the captain keep revolvers in his jeans for slaughterin’
when i pop, all i hear is screams and hollerin’
made a hundred bands off verbally slobberin’
2018, n+ggas’ styles i’m fatherin’
your style i’m hotter than
i’m foul as black & milds, move the crowd, they homagin’
layin’ laws like judicial systems
keep a mac, black, forty+pack when i’m in my habitat
where it’s at?
n+ggas’ pockets get ran like it was track
twist your cap, i’ll split your wig, front and back
pushin’ two+doors, gimme kudos
i been the golden child
my wrist is cooler now, how i hold it down
ayo, i’m with my shooter now, we don’t screw around
i’ll put you dudes underground
klap gawd, they waitin’ to check my newest sounds
and everything i do, you know i gotta do it proud
[outro: sample & tha god fahim]
you can knock on doors to law school all you want, but his lawyer says the gun charge will not stick (yeah)
yeah
congratulations
tha god fahim, man
[?] were just talkin’ about, uh, you know, down at the docks?
yeah, that’s right

- tha god fahim lyrics

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