| Big cutta that I bought for my big brudda
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| That bitch slice a nigga neck just like butter
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| Pull up on a nigga block burnin rubber
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| And you know we dumpin clips I did not stutter
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| 40 glock AKs cutta cut like switch blades
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| Spin a bend spin a bend spin a bend
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| 40 glock AKs cutta cut like switch blades
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| Fuckin on his baby momma I know where his head lay
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| And lately I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Gotta keep it on me you know niggas they be hatin
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| And latley I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Catch em imma stretch em imma rocka by that baby
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| Top of the month my shooter say he need his rent paid
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| I teach these niggas how to step like I’m they sensei
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| He drop a diss I drop a bag I get the bill paid
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| Niggas talk like hoes I give a fuck bout what a bitch say
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| Pull up on your block ya bitch you know its murder
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| When they went to jail they was hollerin like some turtles
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| Pull up with the chop stick
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| Bitch you know I drop shit
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| Put him in a wheel chair you would think he bang crip
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| 40 glock AKs cutta cut like switch blades
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| Spin a bend spin a bend spin a bend
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| 40 glock AKs cutta cut like switch blades
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| Fuckin on his baby momma I know where his head lay
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| And lately I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Gotta keep it on me you know niggas they be hatin
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| And latley I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Catch em imma stretch em imma rocka by that baby
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| Niggas run they mouth they showing off I’m in they drive way
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| Before he switched to go in park we shootin sideways
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| Cuttas on deck since everybody wanna be hard now
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| Pull up broad day and blow a kiss go talk to God now
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| Put 60 in the whip then double back to watch the crowd grieve
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| I watch detectives pick up shells from the crime scene
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| I up this bitch in public you won’t ever see me catch the fade
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| 100 meter dah do pull the trigger watch em relay
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| Hit the wrong nigga had to tell lil one my mistake
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| I just do it wherever I catch you nigga imma make you pay
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| I ain’t with no talkin pick your coffin cause you finna lay
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| I walk up broad day head shot the holler gee way
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| And lately I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Gotta keep it on me you know niggas they be hatin
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| And latley I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Catch em imma stretch em imma rocka by that baby
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| And lately I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Gotta keep it on me you know niggas they be hatin
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| And latley I been keepin that pistol off safety
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| Catch em imma stretch em imma rocka by that baby
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| (DJ Chose)
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| (Hardbody)
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| (Damn Chose) |