PAi GOW [prod. Aura x Odece]

Married 2 The Game (Prod. Lo Jettra)

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🎤 [Intro]

(Yeah!)
Uh-huh (woo!)
S.O.M. stand up (let’s go!)
(Flak! Flak! Flak!)


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🎶 [Hook x2]

I'm not the one you wanna test, cuz I aim for ya head (pow, pow!) fuck ya vest,
Have you ninjas 100 miles and runnin’ (skrrt!),
Ninjas smoke ten packs of Newport when they know I’m coming (uh!),
Ninjas on TV, bring ‘em to my world (my world!),
Ain’t nobody exempt, that’s on my word! (facts!)


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📝 [Verse 1]

Look—step in the spot, whole block on freeze (freeze!),
Eyes red, mind sharper than a guillotine (slice!).
Hood prophet, every line’s a sermon (preach!),
Catch you slippin’—chalk marks where you learnin’ (pow!).

Fuck courtrooms, I don’t fear no jury (nah!),
God body in the streets, whole aura too sturdy.
Catch a ninja on the ‘Gram flexin’ with a chain (what?),
I’ll pull up live and direct, make the reel with the flame (BRRRAH!).

Concrete jungle, survival’s my thesis (facts!),
Enemies prayin’ I fall but they faith is in pieces (ha!).
Keep my name out your mouth if you ain’t with the set (Bizniz!),
‘Cause one disrespect, boy, that’s Russian roulette (click-clack!).


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🎶 [Hook x2]

I'm not the one you wanna test, cuz I aim for ya head (boom!) fuck ya vest,
Have you ninjas 100 miles and runnin’ (run!),
Ninjas smoke ten packs of Newport when they know I’m coming (uh!),
Ninjas on TV, bring ‘em to my world (my world!),
Ain’t nobody exempt, that’s on my word! (facts!)


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📝 [Verse 2]

Ayo, death on arrival, I don’t send no warnings (none!),
Mask on—like it’s Halloween every morning (spooky!).
A demon in the booth, angel wings on fire (burnin’!),
Truth in my veins, I was raised from the wire (real!).

Check the scoreboard—ain’t no ties in this (nah!),
If you move like a bitch, get a .9 in ya ribs (blat!).
From the Ville to the Bay, my rep solidified (530!),
Try to cross Bizniz? That’s career suicide (ha!).

All my dawgs militant, mindstate vicious (grrr!),
Glocks like chefs, cook beef in ya kitchen (cook it!).
Ain’t no squares in my circle, homie—we mobbin’ (mob!),
Touch one of mine, guarantee we got problems (bang!).


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🎶 [Bridge]

(Ayy, hold up, hold up!)
Run that back, let the bassline ride (ride, ride!).
Enemies scatter like roaches in the night (skrrt!).
If you ain't built for this life—don’t try (don’t do it!).
Real recognize real—fake ninjas gon’ die (facts!).


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🎶 [Hook x2]

I'm not the one you wanna test, cuz I aim for ya head (pow, pow!) fuck ya vest,
Have you ninjas 100 miles and runnin’ (run, run!),
Ninjas smoke ten packs of Newport when they know I’m coming (yeah!),
Ninjas on TV, bring ‘em to my world (bring ‘em!),
Ain’t nobody exempt, that’s on my word! (word!)


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📝 [Verse 3]

Street soldier, with a general’s vision (salute!),
My pen like a pistol, every bar’s ammunition (bang!).
You duckin’ and dodgin’—I’m huntin’ relentless (woo!),
Your mama light candles, prayin’ for repentance (facts!).

No surrender, no retreat—bitch, I’m in too deep (too deep!),
Made money in my sleep while you countin’ sheep (ha!).
You actors on screen, I’m the real-life clip (clip, clip!),
Unload sixteen and it sound like a hit (boom!).

From the dirt where the snakes hiss loud (sss!),
Only kings wear crowns in a room full of clouds (smoke!).
I’m the last one breathin’ when the war get raw (raw!),
Cross Bizniz once, won’t be breathin’ no more (Bizniz!).


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🎶 [Hook x2 / Outro]

I'm not the one you wanna test, cuz I aim for ya head (pow!) fuck ya vest,
Have you ninjas 100 miles and runnin’ (run, runnin’!),
Ninjas smoke ten packs of Newport when they know I’m coming (woo!),
Ninjas on TV, bring ‘em to my world (my world!),
Ain’t nobody exempt, that’s on my word! (that’s on my word!)

(Yeah!)
Uh-huh (uh-huh!)
Flak flak flak flak—Bizniz! (Bizniz!)
Smoked Out Mafia, we here (we here!).
Outro fade (fade, fade…).


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