Correction Lyrics Crack In The 90s by Conway the Machine

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Brr

Break the brick up in little pieces, all my guns is Middle Eastern
I'ma continue feastin', I ain't finished eatin' (Facts)
Lemon squeeze, I'll have you sent to Jesus
With a pen, I been illegal, send a link, we still run up in a precinct
Been on the streets since the prices was awesome
Eighteen a ki sh*t, you don't want smoke, you wanna tweet sh*t
Push the Cullinan through the ghetto on some Meek sh*t
With a R&amp;B chick I'm 'bout to go sink my teeth in
New chrome MAC, hit him, heard a few bones crack
That killer sh*t, my whole crew on that
n***as throwin' rocks at my throne, I just shoot chrome back
Trust me, my gun go off, that's a true known fact
Brought my hood b*t*h to Cali and she flew home packed
You could be eatin' too, n***a, but you don't stack
Two-tone back, now the rental, I do own that
In the booth, I'm livin' proof like I'm group home that
Give the homie a few more stacks, he sendin' bullets through your hat
He swing the stick like Pujols' bat
AMG, G-Wagen, you know who drove that
We do those matte, we shoot poles through your back (Brr)
And don't you dare rhyme
We shoot poles into your back
Look, bust down Byzantine link, ice in the cross
It's like flawless, why cross us?
Killer hit him close range, drained his life forces, blood on his white Forces
The smell of the corpse rottin' made him quite nauseous
Bro got bundles of white, toss it out the window
While I get the blue and whites off us, n***a (Throw that sh*t, n***a)
A hundred thousand for a show, that's a nice offer, Machine

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