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What's all the chattin lil nigga get busy
Talk loud on the phone but he keeping his distance
Betta play this shit saf we ain’t leavin no witness
My niggas get vicious they gon spray wit the switches
Why that nigga mad cuz we sharing bitches huh?
Cop me a Beamer why it's stuck on yo wish list
I'm in the Stu and I’m cooking that hot shit
Grab me rag in case we go pop shit
Take off top and boil em like crawfish
Ah
We finna spin on the opps my lil niggas do it get rid of Glock
She think she just fucked me she fucking the block
Yo bitch into the chatting I'm beatin her back in we sewin no package
I stay with a savage
Yo bank account avеrage
Her throat game is savagе
We doin that damage let bitch nigga have it
If jarin want smoke he get put inna casket
Niggas want smoke till the guns get to clappin
I'm da king of dis sh tell a nigga what's happening
Get ya get back niggas know we gon wack it
-Zy-
I heard he was dissing I holler at bro I told em what's up if he really want smoke we could link at the park I'll let that bitch blow get blood on my Jordans I'm slicing yo throat and them B's don’t know you you just a hoe
My Niggas get wicked they aim at yo toe
Koosh kabam yo career jus gone
Stop all that dissing you know you a hoe
I paid you a visit you know we OnGo!
I shoot at yo house and then leave you a note
Put the beams to ya head call it tic tac toe
We on a mission lil nigga
We wiping yo nose and we using that tissue
And if it’s a problem then make it a issue
I pull out my gun this G Lock ain't gon miss you
We send em to heaven get launched like a
Middle
Special delivery
Turn on the griddle
What's all the chattin lil nigga get busy
Talk loud on the phone but he keeping his distance
Betta play this shit saf we ain’t leavin no witness
My niggas get vicious they gon spray wit the switches
Why that nigga mad cuz we sharing bitches huh?
Cop me a Beamer why it's stuck on yo wish list
I'm in the Stu and I’m cooking that hot shit
Grab me rag in case we go pop shit
Take off top and boil em like crawfish
Ah
We finna spin on the opps my lil niggas do it get rid of Glock
She think she just fucked me she fucking the block
Yo bitch into the chatting I'm beatin her back in we sewin no package
I stay with a savage
Yo bank account avеrage
Her throat game is savagе
We doin that damage let bitch nigga have it
If jarin want smoke he get put inna casket
Niggas want smoke till the guns get to clappin
I'm da king of dis sh tell a nigga what's happening
Get ya get back niggas know we gon wack it
-Zy-
I heard he was dissing I holler at bro I told em what's up if he really want smoke we could link at the park I'll let that bitch blow get blood on my Jordans I'm slicing yo throat and them B's don’t know you you just a hoe
My Niggas get wicked they aim at yo toe
Koosh kabam yo career jus gone
Stop all that dissing you know you a hoe
I paid you a visit you know we OnGo!
I shoot at yo house and then leave you a note
Put the beams to ya head call it tic tac toe
We on a mission lil nigga
We wiping yo nose and we using that tissue
And if it’s a problem then make it a issue
I pull out my gun this G Lock ain't gon miss you
We send em to heaven get launched like a
Middle
Special delivery
Turn on the griddle
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