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letra de the abbott & the masta - masta killa

[intro: rza]
yo, allah mathematics, tight mixtape sh-t
ya’ll f-ggot n-gg-s back the f-ck up
ya’ll b-tches just back the f-ck up

[rza]
it’s da great siege, k!lla beez in fatigue
no time to bob and weave, your city’s intrigued
pushing straight through in a navy-blue h2 hummer
we scr-pe you, it’s a b-mmer, you dumber than dumber
shaolin rooftop talk, who shot hawk?
who got off? bobby! trapped in the bing like my name was crosby
gettin’ them bills like cosby
i’m up on pickin
b-tch walked in, ordered veggie fried rice and a half a chicken
like it’s finger-licking’ my finger clickin’
on some old finger-clickin’, itchy trigger, n-gg- listen
it’s da great siege, k!lla beez in fatigue
you’re gonna get intrigued
your city’s caught, no chance to bob and weave
bza-bobby, shaolin rooftop talk, who shot hawk?
who got off? pushing through in tha h2 navy-blue hummer
bounce a n-gg-, we scr-pe you
you lookin’ dumber and dumber
we turn winter into summer
can we bling bling, shine shine, all the time

[interlude: rza (masta k!lla)]
yeah, bring it back.. huh huh
(bring it back, from the back
bring it back, ahh, yo!)

[masta k!lla]
seen thousand dollars nights, broke -ss days
marvelous master haze, haggler, isaac
yo… yeah.. yeah, but yo, masta k!ll’ stay milli’
known to rock a b-tter soft leather when it’s chilly
peace to philly, chicago the windy city
we rock goggle, bread with the mold
out-dated can goods, witty and it cold
behold the pale, jonah escape the whale
free dirty, we gotta be the god
the def poet quotin’, all side bets i’m takin’
put your plate up, rae dropped the eight on the brake
we on the come up, one up from takin’ it all
up in the pool hall, n-gg-s ain’t tryin’ to pay without a brawl
dusty, two on da road, toad style
mic stab low, winds straight from the soul, shaolin pole

- masta killa

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