Hell If Ik
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Same nigga said he want my head he lost his neck inna war
Hit with a sword long live Tana 5L frm the 1 to the 5 its still don't run inna store
Hurt my core when I lost my bros fully autos for the war
Hell if ik made em diss the dead
But he cant do it no more
Get boxed forever
H a double l o get dropped in you for dropping letters
Niggas slide with snitches on they side so shooters nd cops together
Onna sunny day bullets could rain yo way nd you can't stop the weather even with umbrellas b4, the cheddar tried to get my block together
This for the block right here
Get stuffed crusted nd put inna box right here
Clutch glocks think you God almighty ah switch ah part yo body nd put you near
Ah 10 milli shell you can take with you inna air ah souvenir every part gets played you shoot I steer its gone be a ruthless year
Frm the raq where you can kilt off back for you being lose out here
Lost my troops I teared
Frm chasing my dreams I steered
Cleats on back inna field
Its crackin for years like grease I hear it
Like whats that creepin the block don't spare it
Get put under us like carrots
It ain't ah thot I cherish I ain't even plot my marriage
Frm ah block located in chiraq you can get kilt by a terrorist
Been slutting hoes b4 I rapped cause bitches get cracked like Bmo harris
Somewhere dwn the line,
I lost my heart of mine i used to wear it sucka shit dnt want to hear it nd this my life so dnt compare it
Same nigga said he want my head he lost his neck inna war
Hit with a sword long live tana 5l
Frm the 1 to the 5 its still don't run inna store
Put them guns dwn for ever uno pulled we gone draw 4
For every opp blood fume,
We want some more
Hole in one,
Goal basket in so many words that's a score closed casket put em in any fashion they can't see that boa
Mortality murders by the state that's Illinois
But who to say who making the noise
Switching nd drac n them boys six seven eight inna morning
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Niggaz know that's the sound of Montana he was blowing that thang fa fa fa
Niggaz know that's the sound of Montana he was blowing that thang
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Niggaz know that's the sound of Montana he was blowing that thang fa fa fa fa fa fa
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Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa
Fa fa fa fa fa
Same nigga said he want my head he lost his neck inna war
Hit with a sword long live Tana 5L frm the 1 to the 5 its still don't run inna store
Hurt my core when I lost my bros fully autos for the war
Hell if ik made em diss the dead
But he cant do it no more
Get boxed forever
H a double l o get dropped in you for dropping letters
Niggas slide with snitches on they side so shooters nd cops together
Onna sunny day bullets could rain yo way nd you can't stop the weather even with umbrellas b4, the cheddar tried to get my block together
This for the block right here
Get stuffed crusted nd put inna box right here
Clutch glocks think you God almighty ah switch ah part yo body nd put you near
Ah 10 milli shell you can take with you inna air ah souvenir every part gets played you shoot I steer its gone be a ruthless year
Frm the raq where you can kilt off back for you being lose out here
Lost my troops I teared
Frm chasing my dreams I steered
Cleats on back inna field
Its crackin for years like grease I hear it
Like whats that creepin the block don't spare it
Get put under us like carrots
It ain't ah thot I cherish I ain't even plot my marriage
Frm ah block located in chiraq you can get kilt by a terrorist
Been slutting hoes b4 I rapped cause bitches get cracked like Bmo harris
Somewhere dwn the line,
I lost my heart of mine i used to wear it sucka shit dnt want to hear it nd this my life so dnt compare it
Same nigga said he want my head he lost his neck inna war
Hit with a sword long live tana 5l
Frm the 1 to the 5 its still don't run inna store
Put them guns dwn for ever uno pulled we gone draw 4
For every opp blood fume,
We want some more
Hole in one,
Goal basket in so many words that's a score closed casket put em in any fashion they can't see that boa
Mortality murders by the state that's Illinois
But who to say who making the noise
Switching nd drac n them boys six seven eight inna morning
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa
Niggaz know that's the sound of Montana he was blowing that thang fa fa fa
Niggaz know that's the sound of Montana he was blowing that thang
fa fa fa
Niggaz know that's the sound of Montana he was blowing that thang fa fa fa fa fa fa
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Writer(s): Maurice Jennings
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