| I just woke up, got my bands up
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| Hands up (Bitch)
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| That’s a choppa, and a handcuff
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| Brace us (Brace us)
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| You a pussy, better brace us
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| Man down (Man down)
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| Man down, pick that boy up
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| Shit bad, now that boy leak in piss
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| I’m in all black like the reverend, bitch
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| Grabbin' the choppa to handle it all
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| She just gon' swallow me, eat all my kids, uh
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| Eat all my children, uh
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| Know it’s a riot when I’m in the building, uh
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| Eat all my children, uh
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| Know it’s a riot when I’m in the, uh
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| Bands up (Ugh)
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| I just woke up, got my bands up
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| Hands up (Bitch)
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| That’s a choppa, and a handcuff
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| Brace us (Brace us)
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| You a pussy, better brace us
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| Man down (Man down)
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| Man down, pick that boy up
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| If I raise it up, get ghost, Glock in a tote
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| Rubberized, eyes shine off chrome
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| If I heat 'em up, lord knows, get steamrolled
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| Spray left to right, get zoned
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| Giga, giga, billion bullets, stop bluffin'
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| Call of Duty magazine, no «No Russian»
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| Niggas softer than a cloud or a muffin
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| Carve the pumpkin, butterfly like it’s nothing
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| One head, two knives, three guns, four chains
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| Five clips, six mags, seven Russian AK’s
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| Best run away, head down just to save face
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| One to the head, that’s a permanent vacay
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| One head, two knives, three guns, four chains
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| Five clips, six mags, seven Russian AK’s
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| Best run away, head down just to save face
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| One to the head, that’s a permanent vacay
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| Bands up (Ugh)
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| I just woke up, got my bands up
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| Hands up (Bitch)
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| That’s a choppa, and a handcuff
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| Brace us (Brace us)
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| You a pussy, better brace us
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| Man down (Man down)
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| Man down, pick that boy up |