Omerta lyrics

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OZ


Ok im back up on my sh*t!/...collecting chips then dip/rizzo guns the name/keep the extra clip/for the clique, is impeccable/you ain't rep-u-table/ya claims re-fu-table/Im seein through the bull...sh*t/im dead nice/& It dont really count, if she dont bust twice/oh you wanna play?/I stick like ga clay/...pop a n*gga in the mouth, learn the hard way/on broadway in broad day/these flat sodas ain't gon eva pop/im simon says, the color’s red, & you need to stop/i set trends...heres where it begins/my legacy gon live, man just look at ya friends/
We brag different, yall salute when n*ggas on a jet/i took a line to shout my mans who got up outta debt/im talking college boy...that b*tch sallie mae/now he got a crib to rent & got a crib with bae/vacationing from barcelona to montego bay/so watch how you play ...get out ya own way/I peep it all, just hearin what they dont say
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