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Westside Gunn - Mr. Fuji (Alternate Intro)

Artists: Westside Gunn Featured artist: Conway the Machine, Smoke DZA Song: Mr. Fuji (Alternative Intro) Album: Hitler Wears Hermes IV (2016) －Westside Gunn - Mr. Fuji (LYRICS) － [Intro: Westside Gunn] Ayo, fuck these niggas, yo Fuck 'em! Fuckin' voice going out screaming on these niggas I'm a fuckin' legend Get the fuck outta here, yo [Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Ayo, I heard they pray to FLYGOD, you better be Hit the brick with the pedigree Flyer than me, Lord, you can never be I got some niggas, shoot your kids, then get up for an extra key No heart niggas CDG's hearts on the shark head, pick the coffin niggas I popped up like The Undertaker Six on the stove another brick watch the crystals when it break up Money machines running like Team Jamaica Crept in the cell on the wake-up, left a nigga poked on the bottom bunk bed Hit another brick with the rock bottom, nigga Went out for lunch (went out for lunch) Table-cloth Fendi nigga I fuck around and hit any nigga I'm Jig, not Jigga, nigga That's Conway, I'm more like Biggs, nigga Listening to Big, nigga Weighing up some big, nigga My nigga did 10 He came home looking like Sid Vicious 32 shots'll flip ya Flip your baby mama Flip your grandmama My nigga did 5 Came home looking like Ahmed Johnson What up, my nigga? [Verse 2: Conway The Machine] Bossanova pies with the extra skirt Bought some soda for my guy so he can stretch the work I bet it hurt for niggas to see me bop, Know what they said at first? Con look at your face, you not marketable, it'll never work Now T's with my face on it, top-selling shirts I've got mills in different countries, boy watch how a legend work Kilo necklace on my shirt, Smith and Wesson work Youngun' shooting on one leg, he call his weapon Dirk Shooters lurk for you, black van with the Hecklers in it Have a nigga wacked before my breakfast finished That bitch kids at school, we in the kitchen cheffin' in it Cook smoke, I let him keep the pot with all the extras in it It's getting spooky for these rappers, right? Cause they already know that we don't rap alike They know they ain't half as nice, I ain't even have to write I feel like Pun, no wonder these niggas living this afterlife Niagara Cafe, I had the rice with the pollo Quarter brick of the white go for ocho Had to throw the ice in the ro ro Buffalo nigga with a Sean Price mixed with Hov flow [Verse 3: Smoke DZA] They throwing salt, Mr. Fuji, huh They must want a nigga flip it, make a movie, huh It's pimp or die, you know these hoes out here choosing up You wanna take pictures with rappers, male groupie, huh All my niggas hit the streets, fuck going check to check You got no money in your pockets, yet you fresh to death Kush God bitch, the of best Got the work bustin' through your city like the Lex express He tryna get a plate on the arm The moment he started rubbing me raw I told him you die in a droubt if you wait in a storm In other words, I payed for his bond No damn favors, these grams like Van Vader Landscaping the game, you can't save it Natural heal, but a fan favorite Here to fuck up the fun, they ain't fucking with son #WestsideGunn #GriseldaRecords #GxFR #FLYGOD #HWH4 🦂⚖️🦂⚖️ #AlternateIntro #bozsampledelia