| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that, ayy
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| I used to smoke Blacks and hella weed before I went to school
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| Knockin' niggas out at lunch time, I had some shit to prove
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| Ooh, I had my thirty when you seen me
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| Tried to decorate your porch with this gleezy, believe me
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| Sendin' headshots, nigga left his dreams on the dashboard
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| Ain’t slid in a minute, we was too happy 'bout the last score
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| Them niggas hella boosie, on my mama, they ain’t hard as us
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| When I was in the pen, them niggas wasn’t on the yard with us
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| Got a plug on the drugs, boy, shout out to my Nortes
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| My nigga’s fightin' an L, I gotta show up to his court dates
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| Free Nickel and free Quill, these slugs big like seashells
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| Got bricks online, now niggas askin', «What's the retail?»
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| Chopper in my North Face, it’ll eat you like a port steak
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| I was mobbin' ever since I was 14, that’s what the porch say
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| Disrespect my side, that’s how you get your medulla hit
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| You new to this, I’m true to this, I swear that I go stupid, bitch
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that
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| Look, 'round here faggot niggas get bagged off
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| They call me Sleepy B the Asshole
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| You broke than a bitch, where your cash go?
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| I sprayed up the club with no mask on
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| To this Mafia shit, bitch I’m the backbone
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| You be tellin' lies and shit, dawg, you mad wrong
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| Discussin' contract killers with niggas that want your ass gone
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| If they drop these coins in my hand then you won’t last long
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| Now you ain’t good in my trenches, your ghetto pass gone
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| Speak in code with hustlers over the trap phone
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| I just land in cities and get my smash on
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| Bitch how you high and saddity, with no cash flow?
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| Oh that’s the toe that you want me to put that tag on?
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| I know magic give 'em heed with them packs
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| And I walk in your trap, take over you trap
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| Enter your state and you know that I’m strapped
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| All the way in, you know that I’m tapped
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| Just caught me a play for like forty-some racks
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga in my hood that won’t kill a nigga on sight
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| My daddy used to tell me, «Son, stop fuckin' with them One niggas»
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| 'Cause all he see is trouble in 'em, shit that’s why I’m fuckin' with 'em
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| Napoleon with this forty, this shit soundin' like a dynamite
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| I’m finna do a drill, like fuck them pills, can’t get high tonight
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| Pocket full of blue cheese, bitch ain’t got no panties on
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| Checkin' 'head while I’m drivin', slidin' through the danger zone
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| Ayy, it ain’t another nigga like me, nigga
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| Got a check on me like Nike, nigga
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| My dreads swang like a hyphy nigga
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| These bitch niggas change like the weather, always switchin' up
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| She suckin' dick with a whole lot of spit, extracurricular
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| Ask God, why my kind gotta live this way?
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| It took me hella long to load that hundred round to this K, ayy
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| Shout out to my OG’s, Molly Mal, Dasha Twin
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| I gotta win, boy, I’m killin' this shit, better bring the doctors in
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that
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| You said he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| Name one nigga that play like that
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| He dropped a hundred on him, he ain’t have to spray like that
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| So what we gon' do?
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| Man, that fool just playin' man. |
| I ain’t trippin'
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| That’s your problem. |
| Ain’t nobody playin' but you. |
| You walk up and down the
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| street all day playin'. |
| He ain’t playin'! |
| You think he playin' about his money?!
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| You done dragged me into this! |
| He know where my mama stay, know where your
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| mama stay. |
| You say he had a gun when you seen him, right?
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| Yeah
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| Well, name one person in the hood that play like that |