Famous (feat. The Godfather)
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Famous (Shii) (You know what the f*ck going on) (I can put you boys in the spotlight and Make you famous) (Shii) (Huh) (Yeah) I can put you boys in the spotlight and make you famous You know that hoe will knock your noodle like it's ramen Outta town with an opp bitch she throwing up gang shit Okay brodie want a body and he claimed it I keep this pistol knock your noodle like it's ramen Outta town with a opp bitch she throwing up gang shit And she on that demon time like she say it Back in the hood with them lens and erasers Just got the lo on them boys I ain't boutta keep them waiting Guess he seen me out and went in shock like a taser Threw it out this ain't no za body that we facing Burn 'em up like some kerosene he barely made it I see you writing statements get you whacked for that paper Pistol whip a flunky knock him out like Joe Fraser It's a slim chance my thug gone slime you out and do you shady Okay brodie want a brodie and he claimed it Put more tax on your ass than a girl with 10 babies Me and boom state to state with that bag ?? Dev got the 308 to make you poof like a fairy My one bitch says she wants a part of me like Katy Perry I can put you boys in the spotlight and make you famous You know that hoe will knock your noodle like it's ramen Outta town with an opp bitch she throwing up gang shit Okay brodie want a body and he claimed it I can put you boys in the spotlight and make you famous You know them boys from ?? shit they dangerous I'm accurate with the glock shoot that bitch like I got aim assist I'm made for this Nigga you a pussy Should be named a bitch Bitch walk down kill them by yourself that's how you face a clip You better have your shit together before you take the risk Oops mad we get on they ass hit 'em with a switch Toe tag another body bag put 'em in the ditch Put that pressure on them boys got them folding up and bending Every night I'm ?? my knees and ask god for forgiveness When we get the drop we bring the choppers out and get to spinning Better not claim that shit they in if you do you niggas finished They didn't let me nigga booz out that bitch we on a mission F*ck rap I got my name cause of blissing The headshot will leave a nigga flatlined shitting He dead now we put him in a box like a shipment I just ran into the plug it was all love He got perk, weed and lean and hard drugs One hundred racks in cash let your bitch count it in all dubs A opp died We gone get it popping Fill it up with mud I can put you boys in the spotlight and make you famous You know that hoe will knock your noodle like it's ramen Outta town with an opp bitch she throwing up gang shit Okay brodie want a body and he claimed it
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Written by: Karim Kharbouch, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Richard Preston Butler, Dwayne Sirvestor Nesmith
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