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Blowing the Speakers
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Murda Beatz
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Yeah Murda on the beat so it's not nice Yeah (Yeah) Adher Yeah, we turnin' the heat up again (Yah) We f**kin' the beat up again (Yah) We f**kin' the street up again (Yee) We blowin' the speakers again (Yah) In my ferragama, Ferragamo (Uh) While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Uh) b*t*h, here we comin' to win (Yeah) Guess who came a long way from the bottom Yeah, we turnin' the heat up again (Uh) We f**kin' the bеat up again (Yeah) We f**kin' the street up again (Yеah) We blowin' the speakers again (Woop) In my ferragama, Ferragamo (Yeah) While they fear the God, I fear the problem (Yeah) b*t*h, here we comin' to win (Uh) Guess who came a long way from the bottom (Yeah) In a panorama Porsche (Ugh) Color marinara sauce (Ugh) Color soundin' like I split an atom, put the body on a cross (Yeah) Doin' this sh*t like you can't imagine Even my b*t*hes be whippin' Phantoms (b*t*hes be whippin' Phantoms) My b*t*hes drink flat tummy tea 'til all they sh*t ain't flatten (Yah) See how we lettin' it go (Damn) Hannibal Lecter with flows (Damn) Vary solago with hoes Despite on the n***a she chose (Damn) Gettin' ported fabrics from Morocco (Yeah, yeah) She with a Timmy in Alicano (Yeah, yeah) Just to me mucho co-co mucho (Yeah, yeah) Leadin' the flockas, got to follow (Yeah)
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