| Maestro
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| Shitro
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| Dun Deal on the tra-a-a-a-ack
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| Nah, he don’t want no smoke, nigga
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| He don’t want no smoke
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| I got that pistol to his throat, nigga
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| Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga
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| He don’t want no smoke
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| He don’t want no smoke, nigga
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| I got that pistol to his dome, nigga
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| Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga
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| I pull up and hop out, then air it out
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| No questions my nigga, just air it out
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| Don’t give a fuck if the feds out
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| This is the choppers with red dots
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| I step on the blood, I got red bottoms
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| Don’t leave no witness, kill all your partners
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| All of my niggas, yeah, they piranhas
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| Who wanna rock with the don dada?
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| I pull up with my locs, nigga
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| and one own, nigga
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| They let them bullets fly straight through your dome, nigga
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| Bricc City, we the new Death Row, nigga
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| Nah, he don’t want no smoke nigga (Woah)
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| He don’t want no smoke (He don’t want no smoke)
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| I got that pistol to his throat, nigga (Let it blow)
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| Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga (Gon' blow)
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| He don’t want no smoke (Pussy boy don’t want no smoke)
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| He don’t want no smoke, nigga (Pussy boy don’t want no smoke)
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| I got that pistol to his dome, nigga (We gon' let it blow)
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| Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga
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| Cock that motherfucker back, let it blow
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| Family boy and then they dyin' too
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| Family ties, man, I got you
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| Birthday cake and some too
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| Thugger Thugger what she ridin' to
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| I’ma go and spray the avenue
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| Young and thuggin' with an attitude
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| And I’m hot, nigga, grab the tool
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| These niggas can’t see us, yeah
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| And these niggas can’t be us, yeah
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| You chill with your feet up, yeah
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| Let’s chill with your feet up, yeah
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| I’m not tryna marry you, girl
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| Ain’t giving you a ring, oh yeah
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| Ain’t giving you a ring, naw, yeah
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| I’m ready to vacuum seal that
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| Nah, he don’t want no smoke nigga (Woah)
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| He don’t want no smoke (He don’t want no smoke)
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| I got that pistol to his throat, nigga (Let it blow)
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| Ayy, I cock back and let it blow, nigga (Gon' blow)
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| He don’t want no smoke (Pussy boy don’t want no smoke)
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| He don’t want no smoke, nigga (Pussy boy don’t want no smoke)
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| I got that pistol to his dome, nigga (We gon' let it blow)
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| Ayy, cock back and let it blow, nigga |