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Hittin that boy with the chop
Hittin that boy with the five
Go in the street, I hit that boy with my lil 9
I put him down see jesus christ
Pull in my block, Hittin that nig with the chop
Pull up and quickly get shot
She giving me bop
Pass her around she give top
Fuck around kill all my opps
HOLD UP!
Ok stop!
Let's turn up a notch
Hol up im loading the blicks the in car
Go straight to the shop
On the way home that bitch she gave me bop
Man that shit it rocked
Hol up im hitting the boy with the woah
Ok let's get back on track I'm on my call of duty hit em with mac's
Hol up MP5
Gon get you lined
And im gon pop out all wheel drive
Mustang with the black lines
I'm zooming straight down the freeway
I'm going 150 to your state
Police chase me im switching through all lanes
These niggas they ain't got nothin on me
And if you want it, i got it
Im running from cops like my name was sonic
Im sippin this lean like it was some tonic
If you talking crazy then come catch a fade
Sike bitch i lied i brang my AK
Have you and your gang go run a race
Bitch
Lets go
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Turn up bitch
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Hittin that boy with the chop
Hittin that boy with the five
Go in the street, I hit that boy with my lil 9
I put him down see jesus christ
Pull in my block, Hittin that nig with the chop
Pull up and quickly get shot
She giving me bop
Pass her around she give top
Fuck around kill all my opps
HOLD UP!
Ok stop!
Let's turn up a notch
Hol up im loading the blicks the in car
Go straight to the shop
On the way home that bitch she gave me bop
Man that shit it rocked
Hol up im hitting the boy with the woah
Ok let's get back on track I'm on my call of duty hit em with mac's
Hol up MP5
Gon get you lined
And im gon pop out all wheel drive
Mustang with the black lines
I'm zooming straight down the freeway
I'm going 150 to your state
Police chase me im switching through all lanes
These niggas they ain't got nothin on me
And if you want it, i got it
Im running from cops like my name was sonic
Im sippin this lean like it was some tonic
If you talking crazy then come catch a fade
Sike bitch i lied i brang my AK
Have you and your gang go run a race
Bitch
Lets go
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Turn up bitch
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