NHG

Keep a mask when I pop out when I come through I'm squeezing
I talk that switchtalk when it's beef cause we go d I e em
I'm sending headshots from from ah glock and it ain't no dr needed
I did sum shit that I regret but it is what is
I want bag that nigga but I'm still tagging toes
Tell them labels come tap in for I tap me a dome
Gotta get used to the hate I can't keep holding on
I tell a bitch that I am hi'm so I want play along

Got artillery in traffic in case they wanna link
It's a button when I pop out or a arp
All the guys been trappin hard got za for 10 a g
Don't get it twisted I'm that who come creep where you sleep
How tf you wanna beef but you ain't got no bs
I been focus on them commas just point me the cheese
Don't need no niggas around me I can't fw dweebs
And it ls still fuck my baby momma that hoe for the streets
We go yell out he's a dead man
Choppas get sparking 556s hit his headband
You ain't never spot a opp and hit hi'm up and left his mans wit em
You ain't never draw down on a opp and let that fan hit em
Way before the beef I could've sworn niggas was fans of me
Yall kno I talk on beats and stand on business so why y'all playing
They sun lil niggas I'm letting lil bra have his fun with them
I heard he ain't blow his pole all his bitch ass did was run with it
Wait until I catch his ass he go need way more then a drum nigga
Pull up on his ass, doom-doom-doom, and now he done nigga
They always blaming us cause we the ones come through and find niggas
Soon as we get the lo we coming through to stop the fun nigga
I told they ass it's doa he ain't get to blow his gun either

He tried to go out wit a bang
But that face shot left his mind bleeding
The way ain't dead but in my eyes bitch they all equal
That draco stop the whip cause when we shoot we hittin all victims
Cause lately it's been NHG that's no hospital gang
Want to get down with this shit gotta leave a nigga doa
Left they mans next to a bitch that's why them niggas hate gang
And they on mans turnt to snitch he let feelings get in the way
He hit the ground he get hit up man them crackers bitch free tay
I see millions in my future whole lot of blues whole lot of ks
We sat back and ran it up now all my niggas on the way
If I'm out you know it's on me you approach it's doa

I keep a mask when I pop out when I come through I'm squeezing
I talk that switchtalk when it's beef cause we go d I e em
I'm sending headshots from from ah glock and it ain't no dr needed
I did sum shit that I regret but it is what is
I want bag that nigga but I'm still tagging toes
Tell them labels come tap in for I tap me a dome
Gotta get used to the hate I can't keep holding on
I tell a bitch that I am hi'm so I want play along



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