| Huh
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| Huh
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| It’s Metro
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| If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you
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| I finessed
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| Huh, whoo
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| Ahh
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| I got extra drugs
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| Haha
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I suggest that you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
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| I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
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| I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
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| I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, in Glocks we trust
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| A conniver, a miser, a plug despiser
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| A Financial advisor, I make you wiser
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| I do stunts like MacGyver for my survival
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| If you a rival, I trick you, watch your tag and title
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| I’m a slimer, a grimer, a real big-timer
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| Tellin' lies to the judge with my hand on the Bible
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| I’m a shyster, I’m spiteful and I love rifles
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| And I love white folks, I walk on a tightrope
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| Trick you out your cargo, I feel like Pablo
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| My hood is a jungle, get burnt like charcoal
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| Take dope from the narcos and bring it to Flat Shoals
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| And we take chances, 'cause life is a gamble
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I suggest that you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
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| I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
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| I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
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| I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
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| The more niggas you bring, in Glocks we trust
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| Gucci two pistols, get robbed at the Crystals
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| I’m a trickster, she love how I’m rockin' my crystals
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| I can never be a victim 'cause my bruh name Victor
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| Three brothers, no sister, we so rough with ya
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| Shy with ya last week, today I gots to get ya
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| Kick you dead in your ass, tell you «Take that with you»
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| It’s a lowdown dirty game, no ref, no whistle
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| No harm, no foul, but the team just blitzed ya
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| Slap you clean 'cross your head, tell the docs to stitch ya
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| All that flexin' with that pack, boy, you gots potential
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| Gon' bust you with the Draco, now you need dentures
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| Shitbag no tissue, we so rough with ya
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
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| I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
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| (Where's the love, where’s the love)
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| If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you |