Linkin park

Rock lee

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[Chorus] Where should I begin? I came here to win Again and again, ain't nothin' risked Me and my friends makin' these M's Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya Bitch, I'm lit, can't tell me "Stop" All these haters try to knock Got that Yola and Reebok Kicked through the door, I bust the lock Livin' legend like Detox This that Linkin Park, we rock We 'bout to spark, never stop Westbrook nigga, feel these shots, yeah [Verse 1: Aaron Rose] Ooh, bitch I might shoot straight out the roof My team we breakin' the rules Uh, I put the work like I clock in Your bitch on my line, if I breathe it's a pool That bitch all on me like Velcro Flex when I stunt like a elbow Back to back, I flow like headerback They love the hate, see it all through the telescope I can't relate, mindin' my ways I know that money is time My niggas suit up like it's prime Get the bag only, that is the prime Objective, bitch, respected Stay one hundred like on a Big Dipper Object, see consequences Bury bone in your bitch, I might hit her, ooh [Chorus] Where should I begin? I came here to win Again and again, ain't nothin' risked Me and my friends makin' these M's Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya Bitch, I'm lit, can't tell me "Stop" All these haters try to knock Got that Yola and Reebok Kicked through the door, I bust the lock Livin' legend like Detox This that Linkin Park, we rock We 'bout to spark, never stop Westbrook nigga, feel these shots, yeah [Verse 2: Joey Bada$$] I made a mil at 21 Then doubled up at 22 My niggas got plenty guns If I point them out, they gon' shoot (Uh) Doin' donuts in the coupe Youngest nigga on the loose I deserve it, I do Did 10,000 in the stu' (Facts) Ain't talkin' bands, I'm talkin' hours 'Cause I need the money and the power No respect level on the dials Yeah, sit 'em down, stick a crown on Fuck being humble, let your nuts hang I'm ready to run, my nigga, come bang Middle fingers out the Mustang I'm ridin' round like I'm Bruce Wayne Hundred racks in my safe **** by my waist Try to run in my place Catch shots in the face And I bet I beat the case, yeah I can show you real gang stuff This shit rockin', no chase up Couple mill' in my base yeah [Chorus] Where should I begin? (Where should I begin?) I came here to win (I came here to win) Again and again (Again and again) Ain't nothin' risked Me and my friends makin' these M's (Shakin' these bands) Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' y [Refrain] Where should I begin? I came here to win Again and again Ain't nothin' risked (Yo') Me and my friends makin' these M's (Yah) Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya [Verse 3: Chuck Strangers] Killin' em, nigga, I'm killin' 'em Since keepin' been blowin' with Gilligan, I was killin' 'em Straight Kendall Gillingham And here it begins, countin' my wins, a thousand and ten of 'em Niggas is mice, I'ma make men of 'em Niggas is nice, word to your woman friend I'm tryna get it in, you know how it go I put her on to my bro's You a rest-haven for hoes But these highs weigh out the lows So I'm smokin' all alone, in my zone I swear I be killin' 'em Buffalo Billin' 'em just like a poacher Lean off the Addy just like I'm supposed to Young nigga just doin' the most Most, most, most, most, most, most, most, most