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Текст песни You Wouldn't Believe It

feat. Audio Push & K. Roosevelt

HS87 winning, you ain't wait to go to Hades
I'm sicker than a snot-nose baby with the rabies
Yeah, I went from holding the rockets to hawking like McGrady
Not the floors, but I have you pushing daisies
If you play me, yeah, you test me and you'll die, die
You niggas faker than five lives
That's your girl? I killed her cat, you better pray it got nine lives
I'm heading first like sky diving
We the best, step up nigga, why try?
We've got more colors than tie dye,
We the future nigga, no sci-fi
Got two things on me, feeling like Rambo
Pocket full of money and a whole lot of ammo
She said 'boy, I speak Spanish'
I said 'como te llammo?'
She said 'boy, you dress so nice', I said …
If it's party time you know I got that stink and I got that drink
Like a shot that ain't on it, I got that bang, I got that bang
And if you wear a chain you'd probably get a rash
I'll take your girl and I'll hit her fast
You come to my hood you …walking, you won't get a pass, nigga

And when you see it you won't believe it
You know you need it
You know you need it

I know when I hit the stage them hands better be up
Because I'm only spitting crack, you niggas better react
In any argument the hardest clicks they won't be enough
So when you talking about the best nigga, it better be us
What you gotta figure out, we the hardest niggas out
Got that crack that's missing everywhere that y'all be talking about
It's them young niggas with new cars, I pulled up to that new crib
That's HS87 making all the moves you wish you did
Nigga we on we gonna stay on, got a bad girl we ain't laid on
I can do this all day long, I pull up you get valet on

Your girl just like a payphone, if I'm in her slot she'll stay on
I be kicking like Chun Li, where are you, nigga? Fail on
And all you can do is stand there and look like that nigga's amazing
I mean listen to him, he fade out the words and then fake, that nigga crazy
Wait, back, back, I don't know you, chill
Flow too sick and I rap too ill
You need that crack and when you go too still
And if we don't inspire you I don't know who will

And when you see it you won't believe it
You know you need it
You know you need it

We used to be number ten, now we permanently in
It ain't no treatment for this, shit we terminally ill
Shit I mercilessly kill every fucking thing moving
Watch me pull it, I just do it, on my Nike shit I'm zooming
And I know they love me 'cause my …got star heavy
But I'm tired of the interviews already 'bout to drop the game like the ball heavy
Now these haters niggas bring up 'cause I ball heavy, call Jerry
How the fuck they drop an album, ain't no fearless
They must have a team full of contract killers
I'm realer, new thriller, MJ's bitches quicker than a Domino's deliver
Go ahead, read through my scriptures, 'cause this real shit, I wreck shit
I'll call the goons, no flag shit, y'all supposed to know, I blast it
If it's number one, no question, like AI I answer
Crossed over got my advancer, I'm the newest member of Sam's club
Meaning I ain't getting no tax cut
Taking bitches to school when your papers do buy
I'm just out by the pull, spending change and doing fine
Like a fucking bull's eye, I am aiming at you niggas
And it ain't no competition, getting vague with my addictions
What's up?

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