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celebration - x-raided lyrics

[intro]
how about those guys you wanna line up?
they got ’em, two of the best
how much did you tell ’em?
nothing, just that it’s big

[verse 1: a*wax]
wax, tell your brothers you love ’em, if they still here they’ll hear it
when i tell you this sh*t is cutthroat, i’m talking ear to ear
i’m a gangster and on my actions as much as an appearance
never had to call on big homie, funk first to get the clearance
pass it to the homie with money though i’m not into sharing
bl!cky on my hip, like houdini this b*tch will disappear
bro, that play’s already in motion, just don’t be interfering
nosey white b*tch, i’ma doublе up when i hit the karen
macaframalama, .45 at thе pad
told her hoe, i’ll pay for vegas, bring that silencer back”
can’t be capping on my name and not be blind to the facts
take my shirt off, show the scars from all the knives in my back, yeah
shining like a key before it’s tampered with
play with mine, get wet like phencyclidine on a cancer stick
risk taker, never been afraid to chance the sh*t
when that sucker die, celebrate like we won a championship

[chorus]
it’s a celebration, b*tches yelling “mazel tov!”
the big homie gave me six, i went and got ’em off
talking sl!ck, i’ll tell the little homie “knock him off”
i’m moving careful and cautiously trying not to fall
i’m on go mode, gassing trying not to stall
i lost a brother, devastated when i got the call
they say “forgive and forget”, i never forgot at all
i’m in the game going hard, i gotta ball
[verse 2: x*raided]
i’m sipping rosé with my pinky out, a fresh bowl of lobster biscuits
garden blocc bumpy johnson, b*tch i’m on that mobster sh*t
914 the gang, we out here running numbers
if you can’t see my gb, yeah, you blind as stevie wonder
have my brother’s raid your village, they gon pillage, rape and plunder that
you cross me, run up in your house like “where that motherf*cker at?”
(like “where that motherf*cker at?”)
it’s the kiss of death, pucker that
i been a boss all my life, n*gga, no jojo, no k*ci
executive decisions, you wanna see me, speak to jay*z
there ain’t no hope for you if he don’t approve
he told me you a hater, you just wanna see my soldiers lose
i trusted that, disregard what you say, i can’t f*ck with that
you talking behind my little brother’s back, what the f*ck is that?
blocc rules, n*gga, that’s the way the blocc moves
somebody should’ve taught you little n*ggas what to not do

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