Текст песни Antelope (feat. Brian Brown) - Nuke Franklin
Cut
a
nigga
hand
off
he
try
to
take
mine
Snakes
in
the
grass
name
swinging
through
the
grapevines
Bitch
I′m
from
the
dirt
was
raised
by
a
bunch
of
canines
I
was
12
watching
12
circle
round
the
block
with
K-9's
Once
they
hit
the
corner,
hit
the
cut
and
hop
the
fence
A
little
group
of
project
babies
I′m
the
one
that
went
legit
Dapped
em
up
but
I
could
tell
that
he
was
pussy
from
his
grip
So
if
his
ass
get
outta
pocket
we
gon
hit
em
with
a
blitz
Gotta
get
em
quick
Real
militant
Crack
a
5th
Marijuana
scent
Bleeding
thru
the
vent
Super
lit
Ain't
no
laying
up
Hit
the
Coochie
quick
Gotta
dip
Go
pick
Lotto
up
Got
a
couple
plays,
I
assist
Run
them
Dolla's
up
Down
or
what
I
was
down
as
fuck
on
the
niggas
They
ain′t
lend
a
cent
reason
I
don′t
fuck
with
these
niggas
Had
to
take
a
risk
Dice
inside
my
fist
need
a
point
Keep
my
foot
on
necks
till
these
mothafuckas
get
the
point
Aye,
sleeping
in
the
house
wake
yo
ass
up
Loafing
around
ain't
how
we
get
down,
get
comfy
for
what
You
see
the
world
turning
and
burning
my
mind
on
fire
Still
out
here
blazing
on
my
lonesome
like
oh
tried
em
Marvel
at
the
fact
that
everything
that
I
put
down
on
them
pages
Is
exactly
what
you
witnessing
right
now,
quite
amazing
Gave
niggas
a
classic
so
naturally
they
asking
what′s
next
Good
dope
sells
itself
I
guess
It's
just
funny
to
see
niggas
already
having
withdrawals
While
I′m
struggling
to
see
all
of
the
fruits
of
my
labor
So
I'm
back
in
this
mothafucka
like
my
last
meal
depended
on
it
If
you
ain′t
bringing
shit
to
the
table,
do
us
a
favor
And
keep
the
fuck
from
round
me
It
ain't
no
hard
feelings
just
taking
an
extra
mile,
gotta
love
you
from
a
distance
If
at
any
instance
you
feel
some
type
of
way
You
know
the
drill
Lines
always
open
only
way
I
know
Bless
the
trill
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