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(Go dummy Kyle) (Palace, what you cookin?) [Chorus] Home invasion, in a day I see my face on the news I done payed all my dues cause I'm refusing to lose Hit that boy with that Baretta knocked him right out his shoes How that shit make the news but they still ain't find no clues When there's snakes where you lay you better turn off the rules Take the stand, on my right hand, man I refuse 26, Taliban, don't trust no man, trust my Uzi Better get your head on straight before you fuck round and lose it [VERSE 1] This hammer on me, it extended, I got 2 clips I eat beef, I took my choppa out to Ruth-Chris Before this rappin, trappin shit, I was pullin tricks Ass popped, one night hit two licks The opps tried to hit at me, but they fuckin missed Thank god I had that ruga on me, squeezed the whole clip Ain't got no daimonds, but my AR got a coolin kit And if they send me, fuck you think, I'ma do this shit And if I send em fuck you think, they gone do the shit Zombie land, taliban, lil nigga who widdit I swear the drac home run, bitch I'm too legit He use the drugs to calm him down cause he been loosin' it I laid him down for ten racks, and then I blew the shit I cashed out, three bands I get these then I blew the shit Got sixteen ounces in the mail, then they flew the shit They askin bout that body, ain't got nun' to do with it [Chorus] Home invasion, in a day I see my face on the news I done payed all my dues cause I'm refusing to lose Hit that boy with that Baretta knocked him right out his shoes How that shit make the news but they still ain't find no clues When there's snakes where you lay you better turn off the rules Take the stand, on my right hand, man I refuse 26, Taliban, don't trust no man, trust my Uzi Better get your head on straight before you fuck round and lose it [VERSE 2] Killed your mans, and you ain't spin, what the fuck is you doin Love my bitch but I can't trust her cause these bitches be choosin Beat the block with that gate rock, I'm so abusin You got snakes in your game room that's the reason you loosin' Got a choppa in my lap that's the reason I'm cruisin You got opps, but you lackin, what the fuck is you doin What the fuck is you doin, you ain't really whackin' shit What the fuck is you foolin' [Chorus] Home invasion, in a day I see my face on the news I done payed all my dues cause I'm refusing to lose Hit that boy with that Baretta knocked him right out his shoes How that shit make the news but they still ain't find no clues