Montana Wave
its the return of the mack, factz thatz more clips/ and i aint talkin the pimp, im talking hard shit/ u niggaz think this a game, well where tha cartridge/ i break niggaz legs and leave em in a forrest/ they said dont open that door, the house is haunted/Im turning knobs til im n that bitch, yall niggaz corny/ closed the door, ran up the stairs, a nigga tripped/and i aint talking bout falling, im talkin gun shit/Montana tha asshole, I do exist/ Petty shit, u think im ugly, ya motha bitch/ Balenciaga's, eleven hunnid, im stomping in em/ U talk broke, oh they too big i aint fuckin wit em/ I switched up cars i done bought wit my own money/ even on the way up, it's looking real lonely/ Cause these streets aint nothing but walking dead homies/ Thats real shit, we all walkin dead homies/ So pay attention and think and turn down ya phonies/ Fuck the white man, imma fuck all the snow bunnies/ do it for all the bullshit they done stole from us/ they took martin away, and gave us ghost hunters/i smoke alotta weed wit breeze, tha big bluntter/ i jus had a newborn baby, big summer/ anything tamper wit that, Big thunder/ that echo from tha hk shit big stutter/njggaz call they self sending threats..but all mumble/ i hit tha legs not tha head and watch the shot crumble/ im muhammad ali, rumble boy rumble/ i be stinging these niggaz, cause imma bee dummy/
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its the return of the mack, factz thatz more clips/ and i aint talkin the pimp, im talking hard shit/ u niggaz think this a game, well where tha cartridge/ i break niggaz legs and leave em in a forrest/ they said dont open that door, the house is haunted/Im turning knobs til im n that bitch, yall niggaz corny/ closed the door, ran up the stairs, a nigga tripped/and i aint talking bout falling, im talkin gun shit/Montana tha asshole, I do exist/ Petty shit, u think im ugly, ya motha bitch/ Balenciaga's, eleven hunnid, im stomping in em/ U talk broke, oh they too big i aint fuckin wit em/ I switched up cars i done bought wit my own money/ even on the way up, it's looking real lonely/ Cause these streets aint nothing but walking dead homies/ Thats real shit, we all walkin dead homies/ So pay attention and think and turn down ya phonies/ Fuck the white man, imma fuck all the snow bunnies/ do it for all the bullshit they done stole from us/ they took martin away, and gave us ghost hunters/i smoke alotta weed wit breeze, tha big bluntter/ i jus had a newborn baby, big summer/ anything tamper wit that, Big thunder/ that echo from tha hk shit big stutter/njggaz call they self sending threats..but all mumble/ i hit tha legs not tha head and watch the shot crumble/ im muhammad ali, rumble boy rumble/ i be stinging these niggaz, cause imma bee dummy/
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