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Yea nigga
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Yea yea nigga
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Yea nigga

Guess who back stating facts off back on that nigga that's me
To be exact never wit the cap shit as long as Law is on the beat
I murder that
From a city where they murder at
On a block where they serve it at
Word you got it where you workin at
Not over here is you dumb or what
My line been jumping no double dutch
Just made a new play need a double up
Tryna fuck four or five summers up
How you the realest and ain't done enough
Aw you got it off yo homie name
Heard y'all fuckin up the re up bad
And now you fuckin up yo homie name
Never needed me no hand out
Just a connect to a stash house
And a bitch wit the shits stupid thick
Risking ass in this glass house
Was at the bottom now we up
Just faced a wood now I'm stuck
I Hit the cup then in her guts
And I'm on fire lit as fuck

You see the drip the glow
Bitch in my whip she cold
Tint on my shit when I roll
I can't be exposed I'm known
Cant play wit you niggas I'm grown
You tryna rent I own
Lil bro keep a blick so gone
Lil bitch I'm lit I'm on
You see the drip the glow
Bitch in my whip she cold
Tint on my whip when I roll
I can't be exposed I'm known
Cant play wit you niggas I'm grown
You tryna rent I own
Lil bro keep a blick so gone
Lil bitch I'm lit I'm on



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