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westside gunn & conway - ajax lyrics

[chorus: westside gunn]
i had to recalculate on the sk to spray off, baby in the crib, crying
they gon’ scr#pe off, the brains off the toy box
where the safe at?
we’re shootin’, sniffin’, coke mixed with ajax
been the fliest n#gga since way back
one jealous king with the snake straps
bricks in the 98′ grey ac’
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that
f#ck n#ggas we don’t play that
we’re shootin’, sniffin’, coke mixed with ajax
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that

[verse 1: conway the machine]
frontin’ like you know me from way back
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that
knock a limb off when the gauge clap
i told him twice to show me where the safe at
i’m the modern day malcolm
catch you at the light n’ give it to you bad like rico did calvin
[?] the eleven fifth
where i’m from they’ll knock a n#gga off for seven fifth
n#ggas probably get shot for less
shots firing out the nozzle of the tec’s, from that model s
n#ggas just make a lotta threats
i hear a lotta, “i’m the best”
then i hear their records, an i’m not impressed
powder sweats, i was fresh, they was hollow, and i was next
way before i got shot in my neck
even after i start another chapter
it’s our trap, jump like vince carter for the raptors
i started as a trapper, i ain’t no f#ckin’ artist or rapper
feds kicked the homie door, found it all
even found the garbage full of rappers
took his time on the chin though
send my jit to your section with the extendo
p#ssy n#gga you can get it how you want
make a g call have you slumped

[chorus: westside gunn]
yo, i had to recalculate on the sk to spray off, baby in the crib, crying
they gon’ scr#pe off, the brains off the toy box
where the safe at?
we’re shootin’, sniffin’, coke mixed with ajax
been the fliest n#gga since way back
one jealous king with the snake straps
bricks in the 98′ grey ac’
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that
we’re shootin’, sniffin’, coke mixed with ajax
f#ck n#gga we don’t play that

[verse 2: westside gunn]
ay yo, ay, yo, ay, yo
ay, yo
dope man, dope man, give me a hit
duffel bag full of bricks, break em’ down [?]
shot em’ on the basketball court and never left the bench
the n#ggas brains blew over the fence
grapefruit, a#9, you know the big sh#t
your favorite rapper wish my sh#t was his sh#t
extendo’s that’s just necessary
you ever seen a hundred bricks sh#t’s scary
auntie still got the same stove since ’94
plug in italian n#gga, he only rock velours
plug in italian n#gga, he only rock velours
make sure he got every penny
i keep four big n#ggas who did ten with me, lord forgive me
i’m the greatest and i know it, to ya’ll ladies i’m a poet
mix the henny with the moët
if you gotta second chance don’t blow it
plug in italian n#gga, he only rock velours

- westside gunn conway lyrics

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