Find Your Shit And Take It (Cypher)

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  1. Physt2Cuffs

    Physt2Cuffs gunshot inna de air

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    YouTube - Alicia Keys - Try Sleeping With a Broken Heart (Instrumental)

    Even if you were a million miles away
    I could still buck you with my steel
    Trust me, hear me? Can't touch me

    Even if you wore some kind of shield
    I could still penetrate that shit
    Make it ugly, so don't fuck me,

    Cause by the time I was shelling you guys
    Eh
    Niggas dropped

    So tonight, I'm gonna find your shit and take it
    Without you
    Tonight
    I'm find your shit and take it, without you
    I'm gonna hold on to your dimes and your weed tonight
    I'm gonna find your shit and take it
    Without you

    Have you ever tried stashing with a broken lock
    Well you can try, stashing in my whip
    Pockets lonely. you owe me

    I hold it down,
    Even when I put the weapon down
    Whenever you owe me, don't come near me
    I thought you told me, your papers easy

    Bucking in the sky, I can see your face
    And I know where I fit in
    Take cheese, lately

    I know I'll always be in love with jewels
    Right to the end

    So tonight,
    I'm gonna find your shit and take it
    Without you
    I'm gonna find a way to take it without you

    I'm gonna hold onto the dimes that you made up tonight

    Anybody could have told you from the start
    If you owe me, your team will fall apart

    So rather than hold on to a broken team,
    Just hold onto slugs
    I'm gonna find your shit and take it
    Don't hold on too tight
    I'll take it without you tonight

    So tonight, I'm gonna find your shit and take it
    I'm gonna find your shit and take it without you
    Tonight
    I'm gonna find your shit and take it
    Without you
    I'm gonna hold on to the dimes you made up tonight


    Beleive me, the game ain't easy
    They do dirt and make it seem sleazy
    Take you for your grip if you owe me more than six
    G's on some shit, then we bloody your lip
    See I come with contempt
    And up your portion
    When I dump it's torment
    With bullets that's enormous
    On point like a fork shit
    Until I'm up in the kitty cat of your bitch
    test
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