| I’mma make a nigga lay down today
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| Make his head drop off a few pounds today
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| I feel like lettin' off a few rounds today
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| So nigga play if you wanna I got tha 'K
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| I said this year is my come up
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| Y’all niggas look dumbstruck
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| You tied up, you cried up
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| Try to scream but you mummed up
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| Put the pistol to your fuckin' head
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| Point at yo head, where da dope at?
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| Even tho I know your ass stash
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| You’re about to pass yo real bag
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| You still in that game, still puttin' in work
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| That’s why the bullets I’m about to put in yo head gon' hurt
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| And I’m walkin' out with the bags
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| Yall niggas gon get carried out bags
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| Straight to the motherfuckin' funeral
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| Yall ridin' past the man
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| Better listen to what I say cuz the next lay gon' get worse
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| Better bring alotta coffins, better bring allotta black hearses
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| Come get that work, cause these niggas were snitchin'
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| .90 got me a mag, goons I had handlin' business
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| I’mma make a nigga lay down today
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| Make his head drop off a few pounds today
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| I feel like lettin' off a few rounds today
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| So nigga play if you wanna I got tha 'K
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| Soze BLAY!
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| Yeah I’mma have to body this butter boy
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| All snitches must be destroyed
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| Throw across a holocaust, throw 'em in the fucking void
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| Eliminate decepticons
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| Hollow fragments in his lungs
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| Burst some muscle tissue, laser pistols — Scarecrow Voltron
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| Characters unwelcomed
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| Blow 'em out the hemisphere
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| Tat another tattoo tear
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| Cut yo throat from ear to ear
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| Tat you like hydraulic pumps
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| Pop your body 'till it’s slumped
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| Take you then I strech you out
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| They won’t find ya punkass from mars
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| I’mma make a nigga lay down today
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| Make his head drop off a few pounds today
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| I feel like lettin' off a few rounds today
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| So nigga play if you wanna I got tha 'K |