| Ayo, ChineGun wore gloves in the summer, doing my numbers
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| A pair of jumpers, hollow head lead dumpers (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
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| This Louis V shit, Virgil designed it
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| I got shot and a few niggas got murdered behind it (I'm right with them niggas)
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| Ayo, the MAC shoot silent (Ah), you just seen niggas droppin'
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| Who ran the yard? |
| Who ran the phone? |
| Who had the biggest locker?
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| Who had the Glock? |
| Who had the MAC? |
| Who had the biggest chopper? |
| (Brr)
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| You gettin' shot, you gettin' whacked, no need to get a doctor (Hahaha)
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| Ayo, ain’t no bomin' back, the Louis V lumberjack
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| Havin' paperwork parties for killin' all fuckin' rats (Boom, boom, boom, boom,
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| boom, boom)
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| SE Gang, who can fuck with that?
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| My shooter face covered with a bunch of tats, hit him twice, double back (Boom,
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| boom)
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| A couple hundred racks vacuum sealed with rubber bands
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| No money wraps, used to hit niggas with the dummy packs (Hah)
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| Ayo, couple gats, '98 Lexus with the bubble back (Skrrt)
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| Tom Ford bubble with the third, doin' jumpin' jacks (Doot, doot, doot, doot,
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| doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
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| What would ChineGun do? |
| You gettin' shot if you ain’t from here (Yeah)
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| Closet full of blood bottoms, you can’t afford one pair (Hahahaha)
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| You niggas can’t compare, this shit is unfair (Talk to 'em)
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| Take a rapper chain and let my son wear it (Hah, yeah, ayy, look)
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| I remember listenin' to Wu in '95 (Five)
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| Got my first strap from Conway in '99 (Nine)
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| Paper, I was tryna find, that summer, I learned how to ride
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| Get in one shootout and my homie quit on me and got a job (You pussy)
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| Look how it happened (Uh-huh)
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| My whole family on, we like the Jacksons
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| You sold white, you might could imagine that type of status (Yeah)
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| First I cut open a slab, then light a Backwood
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| While the fiends cook the dope in the spoon while strikin' matches, uh
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| I rose from the streets, I did the most with the least
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| My team had the best numbers when the coke wasn’t cheap
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| Fuck your plug’s plug, 'cause I can get both numbers beat
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| It’s five hundred a bottle, but the hoes want it free (Your bitch got it)
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| I was there when them bricks was stamped, you was scared when them trips was
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| planned
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| Nigga, I can fit a whale in the big sedan (Ah)
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| You gon' probably take a L if I lift this hand (Brr)
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| Haters be your biggest fans, then they take the witness stand
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| Let’s go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scotties , by - Griselda. Song from the album WWCD, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп