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Nigga said Nigga said
Nigga said I wasn't even CDG for real
Check it

Go straight in- it is?
Just keep recording I got this
Nah imma show you
Uhn Uhn Uhn

(Aye)
I feel like a savage
Bussin' bricks like a maverick
Get in the kitchen i beat it like past tense
These niggas is broke and baby i ain't average
Pussy keep talking, you not living lavish
I got plenty hoes and they bow down to me
I might suck on toes i don't really like feet
When I walk in the club it's a stick on my waist,
30-round drum and i keep it in place
Play with my niggas a beam in ya face,
I smoke on gelato this shit is not laced
Pound of this weed and a pound on my fit
Pussy keep talking I'll fuck up yo lip
Edible weed i just love to take sips
High as a plane,
See my opps in the sky
Bitch I do magic,
I wish yo ass die

Hollon. okay okay

Double back on the block like a relay
Kill all the niggas make em miss they own C-Day
All the opps gone
They all in my ashtray
All the opps dead
They down in a bad place
Speaking on who?
Bitch you playing with death
I can't speak on the dead since they all in my breath
You shaking lil nigga why you looking so scared?
I ain't even touch em i left his ass spared,
But don't let me catch you i'll leave yo ass squared

Mm Mm m

Bitch I'm nice
Buss in the trap,
Man this shit look like rice
You married that girl
But i hit it like twice,
You married that girl
But i hit it like mike
(Tyson)
(Jackson)

And I hit it like what?
And I hit it like what?
And I beat it like what?
Imma beat it all up!

And that's facts
And that's facts
And that's facts
And that's facts
OKAY!

Chxpp'sticc



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Writer(s): Choppa Luciano
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