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The Wait Is Over

๐Ÿ‘ค Vinnie Paz โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ The Essential Collabo Collection Vol. 2 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:48
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โฑ๏ธ 3:48 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Yeah, Lost Cauze, Doap Nixon
Uh, Army in here, salute me
Yeah, uh

Fuck with my brother Doap and I'ma cut his throat
We definition representin' what is dope
What is hope when your faith get tested? Yeah
What is coke when the weight ain't stretchin'? Yeah
What is hate when the hate ain't affectin'?
A bunch of mad niggas, we comin' for mad figures
That upset money, that coke and wet money
That Frank Lucas buried under the steps money
It's official like a ref with a whistle
I'm from where young bulls can't read
But they rep with they pistol, yeah
Respect is an issue but never with mines
Y'all funkies get away with shit but never with crimes (Haha)
Stay knocked like a pregnant jawn, I'm fittin' to wreck this joint
Flatten your face, use it to eat my breakfast on
Your lyrics is wack, they disrespect the song
Crush kill everyone, that's why my checks is long

The waitin's over
Kill these motherfuckers
Here come this crazy soldier
Takin' over
I don't stop squeezin' 'til your face is over
The waitin's over
Kill these motherfuckers
Here come this crazy soldier
I don't stop squeezin' 'til your face is over

Yeah, yo, yo
Y'all niggas is average, learnin' to crawl
Producers is mad ass, we don't return your calls
Your emails get deleted so beat it (Bounce)
Your help's not needed, knowledge of self completes it
Devon cypher, power slid in this game nice
Signed a deal, burnt my advance on the same night (Let's go)
This game so foul, so many cats
So many petty labels, so many traps
Your moms shoulda put you in a school with clean clothes
Dudes over here hit gold with mean flows
I'm in the ill Reef stay on the road
The Pharaoh's doin' shows, I got that yay on the stove (Let's go)
My whole life felt like I'm stuck at a stop light
But seein' how the hustlers got that money to wash right
Me and Reef came from the nights we slang white
To spittin' out Bangkok grippin' the same mic

The waitin's over
Kill these motherfuckers
Here come this crazy soldier
Takin' over
I don't stop squeezin' 'til your face is over
The waitin's over
Kill these motherfuckers
Here come this crazy soldier
Takin' over
I don't stop squeezin'

Yeah, ain't nobody fuckin' with the .38 on my waist
And when them bulldogs bark it'll lay you to waste
I ain't fuckin' 'round with y'all, y'all need to stay in y'all place
And the vest ain't gonna help you, god, I aim at the face
Y'all ain't doin' shit original fam
And my gun's the same color as Original Man
I caught a body and I put the shit to digital cam
That shit you makin' ain't a hit, it's just a pitiful jam, yeah
Ayo Doap, cousin, hit 'em with the .40 Glock
Make his body levitate and he can do a dong with Pac
Y'all motherfuckers should just take this as a warning shot
I'm about to celebrate, I heard about the fallen cop
Y'all think that y'all can fuck with Pazienza? Not hardly
I put your name in the obituary, John Tardy
My whole cypher should be dreaded like we Bob Marley
And it ain't another human that's master Fard godly

Brrrat!
Fuckin' cocksucker!
AOTP!
Brrrat!
Sour Diesel!
What's the fuckin' deal, nigga?

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