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Who going harder then me
Nobody
My homie died and put in that work myself I ain't never need nobody
GG Rose Its No Higher
Hang Out The Window And Throw Fire
Yeahhh
Shoutout the ones Who really Put In Pain
Real nigga run thru my veins
I promised him blood so any nigga getting flamed
Hop out on foot when we slide
Opps got tears in Their eyes
I know that he died
He would've still been alive
If y'all niggas ain't never gas him to feel like a god
Talking bout sliding on who?
Please y'all wouldn't slide if we gave you a ride
Niggas had tried to hop out
But the shit we was shooting had put them niggas bacc inside
Niggas be dying for a attention
Until they die for attention
Glocc with the extensions
Shooting out 556's
Walk down gang ain't doing no drive by bliccin
You gotta go Onna mission
You gotta put something down if you Tryna be with us
That's why we in the position
To talk our shit cause they know that we standing on bidness
Yeah
I hit a opp in his taco uh
I did the dash in a Tahoe
Cops on ass I was duccin' them potholes
Feeling Like OJ Bacc when he played With The Broncos
I send a hit then he getting hit pronto
Imma put bro in a fonto
He Outta bounds get picced like the lotto
Say that he Gangsta he not tho
Last known shooter got turned to gelato uh
Newark Niggas Not like Chicago uh
I'm in Miami just counting up boscoe
I put my dicc in her tonsils
Penthouse sweet
Eating chiccen from Roscoe

Now we slide
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They know that we with it we stand on business all of my young Niggas they goin slide
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Gdddttt
(Fucc y'all talking bout nigga y'all trippin it's big rose with the big poles clutching Extendos nigga)
Grahhhh
Grahhhh

Spin it then spin it again
If we can't get you we goin' get at ya man's
Get up on him on close let it blow like a fan
Huh
Step on him Fucc is you saying
Hit 3 in a week my niggas ain't playing
I'm tall and a shooter I feel like Durant
I member days Niggas said that I can't
Now I'm that Nigga I feel like a champ
Ain't no cap in my rap when I rap lil nigga ask bout me they know that I'm stamped
One phone call niggas blitzing the camp that you on Crip niggas rolling like ramps
I ain't never been with the internet Shit no way in my life was I showing my hand
I'll rather let a nigga think that the beef died down when I see him it's lit like a lamp
Link up with bro hop in the Van
Key In the ignition follow the plan
Roll down the blocc when I roll Down the window right hand on the Bliccy it's him and his Mans
Lift up the Nina
I make it dance
First Shot hit him his homie ran
Hop out the car soon as he land
Face shot face shot face shot face shot Face shot