| Me and bro we know the drill
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| Two man step one overkill
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| (Ay, I swear Fermz and Renz patterned this)
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| Me and bro we know the drill
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| War is war let’s keep it real
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| He got bun when he shoulda got-
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| He try run when he shoulda got-
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| He got yinged when he shoulda got-
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| Thank the most high, 'cah he coulda got-
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| Me and bro, we know the drill
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| Two man step, one overkill
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| War is war, let’s keep it real
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| I laugh at the site when I see juice spilled
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| He got bun when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He try run when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He got yinged when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Thank the most high, 'cah he coulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Me and bro, we know the drill
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| Two man step, one overkill
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| War is war, let’s keep it real
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| I laugh at the site when I see juice spilled
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| He got bun when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He try run when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He got yinged when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Thank the most high, 'cah he coulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Sons out, guns out, let’s have fun out
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| Two in the, let’s rot now
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| Two in the, get popped out, popped down
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| Aim at the game, get knocked down
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| Runnin' man down till he drop out, drop out
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| Swing at your heart rate, drop down
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| Swing that pump 'round, one touch knock-down
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| We don’t know nothing about dug rounds
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| He got yinged when he should’ve just run, damm
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| He ain’t ever make it fun
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| One got bunned, two got bunned
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| It would’ve been three if I locked that gun
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| Swing, ying, make the crime rate ton
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| I laugh and die when I see them run
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| He shoulda got done, he shoulda turned runs
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| You better thank God you survived that one
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| Me and bro, we know the drill
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| Two man step, one overkill
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| War is war, let’s keep it real
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| I laugh at the site when I see juice spilled
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| He got bun when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He try run when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He got yinged when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Thank the most high, 'cah he coulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Me and bro, we know the drill
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| Two man step, one overkill
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| War is war, let’s keep it real
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| I laugh at the site when I see juice spilled
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| He got bun when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He try run when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He got yinged when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Thank the most high, 'cah he coulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He got yinged tryna' do it like me
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| He can’t swing and ying like me
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| He got bunned when he shoulda' walked free
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| Free Grimbo till' Grimbo’s free
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| Slap this wap when I rise and glee
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| Anything grrrr, like 3×3
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| So many opps been labeled with deceased
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| I don’t even know why they handle beef
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| Hop out the ride and crank that bandan
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| Two in the man that, brut that
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| Ying in the ying cause stop that, fuck that
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| Over the top when I got that, walked that
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| Two shot, pop that
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| Hold man, drop that
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| Till my car-car go load that
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| Kick like that, no more comeback
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| Man tryna spit it and knock that
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| Me and bro, we know the drill
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| Two man step, one overkill
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| War is war, let’s keep it real
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| I laugh at the site when I see juice spilled
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| He got bun when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He try run when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He got yinged when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Thank the most high, 'cah he coulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Me and bro, we know the drill
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| Two man step, one overkill
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| War is war, let’s keep it real
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| I laugh at the site when I see juice spilled
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| He got bun when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He try run when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| He got yinged when he shoulda got- (Woo woo)
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| Thank the most high, 'cah he coulda got- (Woo woo)
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| (Ay, I swear Fermz and Renz patterned this) |