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intro (protocol vol. 1) - ar-ab lyrics

[verse]
i eat with the n*ggas i starved with
they made it easy in this hard sh*t
y’all hate the fact that i’m winning
they tryna tally up my losses
i sat at tables with millionaires
i took trips with the bosses
without a penny to my name on it
i just wait until they call me
study the streets like a textbook
i wasn’t worried bout the left hook
because i relied on my jab heavy
ain’t meet a n*gga that can step to it
i was worthy of a king throne
that’s way before this rap sh*t
them little n*ggas taking pop shots
i told moss “drop a bean on ’em”
see dark lo, that’s my right hand
you see murda, that’s my f*cking heart
i run my sh*t with an iron fist
all my n*ggas know it’s protocol
my n*gga gon’ bring a brick to me
the cornerstone to my еmpire
he told me hustlе like i breathe for it
and you can k!ll me if you think i’m lying
my cousin nar in a prison yard
he walking heavy with a whack on him
i just left out the money mart
i had to go and drop a rack on him
she shady black, wanna k!ll suttin
i told ’em “chill till the money come”
i roll around like thirty deep
and all them n*ggas is one of one
this city mine and they know it
there’s purple flying in my soda
cop k!llers in my f.n
you drop a dime, i’ma smoke ya
there’s residue in my vision with it
my trap house got a brick in it
i got my shooters on a salary
i pay ’em all two bricks a year
my city love me but the rappers hate me
they won’t tell you that i run the nation
they gon’ tell you not to f*ck with me
they them n*ggas that congratulate me

- ar ab lyrics

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