Things We Do Slum Village

[Intro: T3]
Yeah

[Verse 1: T3]
I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie about me and mine
Yo, run it back, run it back
I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie 'bout me and mine
I squeeze them nines from behind the blinds
I'll leave you flat in the ground, in the pine box
I'm not a killer wit' mine
But I'll get rid of a nigga to get a piece of mind
If you got the bars, separate me from mine
I must be dope for you to steal my style
Try to take my sound
Yo, run it back, run it back
I must be dope for you to steal my style
Try to take my sound
You don't want those pieces out
Better yet, you'd better kneel in church
Don't want these, heard?
Put a hole through your Dittrich fur
Your little style that you got is so minimal
Is you ready to swing blows with a criminal? (What)

[Chorus: T3 & Elzhi]
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