| We locked up, we change up, our wrist tucked, so red
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| We locked up, we change up, our wrist tucked, so red
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| We locked up, whoa aye
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| We change up, whoa aye
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| We locked up, aye aye
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| We change up, so red
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| Let it out, hit the ground
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| Shoot your shots, hear that sound
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| Let it out, hit the ground
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| Shoot your shots, hear that sound
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| Godzilla I’ma bust it 'til it’s over
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| 100 round clip, pound grip, sipping cola
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| Take your ass to church for funerals just like you hojah
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| Average Joe ass niggas you ain’t G. I's we got cobras
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| It’s over
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| Keep my wrist tucked in case you get buck
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| Motherfuckers move like snakes so I just keep the blade sharp
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| Free my brother L he chained up cause he won’t change up
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| Flipping pack after pack trapped inside the trap
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| In Wranglers, bitch you can’t hang with us cuz
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| We locked up, we change up, our wrist tucked, so red
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| We locked up, we change up, our wrist tucked, so red
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| We locked up, whoa aye
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| We change up, whoa aye
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| We locked up, aye aye
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| We change up, so red
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| Let it out, hit the ground
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| Shoot your shots, hear that sound
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| Let it out, hit the ground
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| Shoot your shots, hear that sound |