[Intro: Dom Pachino] Yeah, take a walk with me real quick, man Show you where I come from, how I ride Who I rock with, the Team, the camp, real shit Real street shit, man, come on, yo
[Chorus: Dom Pachino] Don't get it curled, my shit off the chain I hear the shit that's out and that's the reason why I came Dom P's the name, the game done changed I did my research and these niggas all lame
[Dom Pachino] Keep my hat low, take the game to another plateau He's so militant, reggaetone rap flow No one does it like this I got diamonds on my neck-neck, diamonds on my wrist Move so swift, shit, it gotta be a gift Shit I must have, cuz my shit smoking like a spliff Work the game like a 24 hour shift Don't get it curled, don't get it twisted
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[Dom Pachino] I told 'em, they could never fuck with the God I told 'em, they should never fuck with my squad I told 'em, that when I come, that many shall leave Music come natural to me, lyrics fall out my sleeve I throw darts at cha, that you niggas can't weave I move too fast for ya, you not even my speed I'm not, dealing with greed, I just want what I got coming This is something I need And don't get it curled, I'm not a Wu-Tang affiliate I already showed how I'm different My work ethic a different direction How I drop LP's at my own discreation They ain't no kung fu shit mixed up at my session If you don't know by now, I'm gon' teach you a lesson Damn, I'm so close to perfection This is Napalm music, nigga, all in your section
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[Chorus: Dom Pachino] Don't get it curled, my shit off the chain I hear the shit that's out and that's the reason why I came Dom P's the name, the game done changed I did my research and these niggas all lame
[Dom Pachino] Keep my hat low, take the game to another plateau He's so militant, reggaetone rap flow No one does it like this I got diamonds on my neck-neck, diamonds on my wrist Move so swift, shit, it gotta be a gift Shit I must have, cuz my shit smoking like a spliff Work the game like a 24 hour shift Don't get it curled, don't get it twisted
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[Dom Pachino] I told 'em, they could never fuck with the God I told 'em, they should never fuck with my squad I told 'em, that when I come, that many shall leave Music come natural to me, lyrics fall out my sleeve I throw darts at cha, that you niggas can't weave I move too fast for ya, you not even my speed I'm not, dealing with greed, I just want what I got coming This is something I need And don't get it curled, I'm not a Wu-Tang affiliate I already showed how I'm different My work ethic a different direction How I drop LP's at my own discreation They ain't no kung fu shit mixed up at my session If you don't know by now, I'm gon' teach you a lesson Damn, I'm so close to perfection This is Napalm music, nigga, all in your section
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