| Lay in the back with a mask
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| Lay in the bushes the grass
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| Wait till he walk up and spaz
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| Lil' bro gon' hawk him, he fast
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| Remember what happened to the last one
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| Hop out and smash 'em
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| Lil' Brodie blast 'em
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| Oppas see me on the plasma
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| I know they mad, we used to harass 'em
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| Took a rap check bought hot seats
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| Only for action don’t care if we crash 'em (Crash 'em)
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| Gotta learn how to war shit not sweet
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| Met lil' cause cross town for a swap meet
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| Never seen niggas get hit, just watch me
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| Nights I couldn’t sleep takin' perky and Roxy
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| We only sparin' 'em if we see a car seat
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| He in the air, he said he gon' pop me (Said he gon' pop me)
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| Chiraq, boy, we invented drills
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| Way before rap been on plenty drills
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| You don’t want to feel how them bitches feel
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| Mad Max playin' Call of Duty, he got fifty kills (No bap)
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| Bitch niggas tighten up your cleats when you in the field
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| Tellin' YouTube that they props but them bitches real
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| Where I come from praise niggas with wicked skills
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| Four nickel ass ass down like a Benadryl
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| You could never war with the gang 'cause you sensitive
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| Stand on smoke till there’s none take initiative
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| Overnight we was tryna lamp where their bitches live
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| If we get caught everybody gettin' fifty years
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| Ain’t no more feelings, already shed plenty tears
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| Did my first hit out the whip hurt a nigga ears
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| Free my nigga Gil, big dog got twenty years
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| That’s the reason lil' folk gone say these bitches his
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| Lay in the back with a mask (Be ready)
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| Lay in the bushes the grass
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| Wait till he walk up and spaz
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| Lil' bro gon' hawk him, he fast
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| Remember what happened to the last one
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| Hop out and smash 'em
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| Lil' Brodie blast 'em
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| Oppas see me on the plasma
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| I know they mad, we used to harass 'em (Haaahh)
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| We ain’t gon' talk, we gon' blast 'em
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| I catch 'em and up it in traffic
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| Gotta cool on the Glock 'cause it’s plastic
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| Gotta watch for the cops, it get drastic
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| I’ve been in that field when shit got real
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| I seen my nigga get blasted (Seen my nigga get lit)
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| I could’ve hit my bro in the head
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| I was shootin' and aimin' it backwards
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| I went to bat with the batters
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| I went to trap with the trappers
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| I been that nigga since I was a shorty
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| And none of them niggas was factors (No bullshit)
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| I knew them niggas since they was a shorty
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| And all of them niggas is actors
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| I do the shit with no practice
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| Rich and famous but I’m active
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| Lay in the back with a mask
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| Lay in the bushes the grass
|
| Wait till he walk up and spaz
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| Lil' bro gon' hawk him, he fast
|
| Remember what happened to the last one
|
| Hop out and smash 'em
|
| Lil' Brodie blast 'em (Brodie blast 'em)
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| Oppas see me on the plasma (Swerve)
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| I know they mad, we used to harass 'em
|
| Took a rap check bought hot seats
|
| Only for action, don’t care if we crash 'em
|
| Gotta learn how to war, shit not sweet
|
| Met lil' cause 'cross town for a swap meet
|
| Never seen niggas get hit, just watch me
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| Nights I couldn’t sleep took a perky in Roxy
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| We only sparin' 'em if we see a car seat
|
| He in the air, he said he gon' pop me (Said he gon' pop me)
|
| Chiraq, boy, we invented drills
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| Way before rappin' on plenty drills
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| You don’t want to feel how them bitches feel
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| Mad Max playin' Call of Duty, he got fifty kills (No bap) |