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1st 10

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Verse 1:



I started wit 10 mack 10’s

10 clips and 10 piers

Got 10 times richer in the span of 10 years

Bitch i’m10 times 2 on a scale from 1 to 10

I’ll battle 10 crews wit the strength of 10 men

At 9 I was into crime sex and drugs pushing an

89 block chevy sittin on dubs

9 thugs all ski mask black suited wit gloves

Ready to imprint yo chest wit at least 9 slugs

Man I ate 8 clips wit 8 tricks

Watching 8 flicks

Use 86 if you ate pussy wit fake lips

I figure 8 when my mind goes in circles

Did I do that or was it mr. colored irkle

Or the 7 ak 47’s so what

I got 7 seven hoes stopping by 7 to 4

They’ll put 7 in your chest 7 days a week

And add a foot for good measure

You’ll be seven feet deep



Chorus:

It goes 10,9,8,7,6,5,4

3.2. murder 1 lyrics at your door

These dtp niggas come ready for war

So don’t start the fucking game until you settle the score



Verse 2:



I got six hoes distributing on six blocks

Is glistering from cops trying to stop

These rock from disturbing

Six gunshots left I palm boxes before the pigeon hit

It’s street justice not it’s six holes in your casket

Get me a high 5 and I’ll put the gun lower than your esophagus

Smack you so hard that you have to come wit 2 pacalyps

5 stars 20 rims

5 cars

I’d add mare but I had to subtract one from 5 bars

I got 4 44’s on the rip on the floor

For you niggas talking shit

I’m finna show you what for

I did 4 month in the bing instead of a hearse

Now it’s dpt for life

4 better or worse

I fucked 3 best friend ran all three the same game

In these street I’m all murder

I get three and each names

I’m three time insane

3 shot a cave yo brain on 3 fire when ready

Cock back and aim



(chorus)



Verse 3:



I’m packing 2 22’s and twice the ammunition

But at friday the 13th what up now superstition

I’m a 2 timer wit a couple of twins

Double jeopardy

Wit a pair of 2 deuces in a 2 seater benz

I got madow get dough till you go

I got a main lady the rest of y’all is hoes

I numero uno wit a more before I go

If you think I ain’t a bitch you too slow

And all you zero ass nigga ain’t nothing to me

Because I chop up o’s move dro and top keys

06 is my click along wit pc

Pretty rick, kalill, v-slim and shawn dree’s



(chorus)
Ludacris
1st 10

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