Football NATAS
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(Mastamind)
Ready, set, hut 1, bust ya guns
I'm the one callin' plays, hush your tongues
Must it come to us to put you down?
Thunderous
3 niggas with mics, comin' like there's round a hundred of us
Comin' like some out the jungle motherfuckers
Some niggas come up from the suckers
And suckers go to the gutter
What you livin' for?
You ready to ride to the end of the road and get wicked?
(fo' sho')
Let me know or you visit the do'
Here's the info, peep the game plan now feel the tempo
Now can you smoke on this while takin' it in slow?
I'll rot you with the proper procedure
Runnin' through this game without a breather, wide receiver
Tryin' to come up on 7, figures that is
The harder you put your shit down the bigger it is
This has been a demonstration for NATAS
Standing like a monument to the nation
Proper celebration
We gonna toast to we the champions
For now every fuckin' murder rider needs an anthem
(CHORUS)
Hit you with the football and blow out your brains rushin'
"Oh my God"
Ready, set, hut 1, bust ya guns
I'm the one callin' plays, hush your tongues
Must it come to us to put you down?
Thunderous
3 niggas with mics, comin' like there's round a hundred of us
Comin' like some out the jungle motherfuckers
Some niggas come up from the suckers
And suckers go to the gutter
What you livin' for?
You ready to ride to the end of the road and get wicked?
(fo' sho')
Let me know or you visit the do'
Here's the info, peep the game plan now feel the tempo
Now can you smoke on this while takin' it in slow?
I'll rot you with the proper procedure
Runnin' through this game without a breather, wide receiver
Tryin' to come up on 7, figures that is
The harder you put your shit down the bigger it is
This has been a demonstration for NATAS
Standing like a monument to the nation
Proper celebration
We gonna toast to we the champions
For now every fuckin' murder rider needs an anthem
(CHORUS)
Hit you with the football and blow out your brains rushin'
"Oh my God"
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