| Aztro in the cut
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| Just put a magnum on the bottom of my Glock
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| So if we walk down, we ain’t gon' rob him, he get shot
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| He bang 23K so if we spot 'em, he get dropped
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| Causin' hell like fuck 12, they want me rottin' in a box
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| If the police pick me up, I cut my eyes like I ain’t see shit
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| One nigga slide in a two seater, I’m clutchin' three sticks
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| Catch him and he done, he try to run, I hope his feet quick
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| Speakin' on my name, bitch, that’s a easy way to bleed quick
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| And when he blow, Chapo get close to make sure that his meat show
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| No D. Rose, take two shoots to the throat, now that’s a free throw
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| Or give him 15 out the magazine, no Tim Tebow
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| Put one between his eyes like he got hit up through the peephole
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| Pissed off, right now my dick soft 'cause all my meds gone
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| Love fuckin' on them Perkies so my bitch can give me head long
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| Big dawg come with a risk cost 'cause that’s a head stone
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| Can get you picked off, just for Rollie, you get stepped on
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| Doin' my homework, lookin' for a bitch to finesse on
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| Sweet talkin' this opp ho, got the drop and it’s a red bone
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| He gon' think with his dick so send a bitch who got the best dome
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| Bitch, tie your shoe, watch how you move 'cause you gon' lose if you step wrong
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| Bitch, it’s cutter season, left your brother leakin', broad daylight
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| Don’t watch TV, fuck ABC, gon' show you what the K like
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| Fuck takin' shots on social sites, my niggas tryna take lives
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| They on go, I tell 'em, «Score,» and that’s some shit I ain’t gotta say twice
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| Just put a magnum on the bottom of my Glock
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| So if we walk down, we ain’t gon' rob him, he get shot
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| He bang 23K so if we spot 'em, he get dropped
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| Causin' hell like fuck 12, they want me rottin' in a box
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| If the police pick me up, I cut my eyes like I ain’t see shit
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| One nigga slide in a two seater, I’m clutchin' three sticks
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| Catch him and he done, he try to run, I hope his feet quick
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| Speakin' on my name, bitch, that’s a easy way to bleed quick
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| I don’t know what you’ve been told
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| Big Glock course with the stick, without the stock, what I tote
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| I’m on they ass and they already know
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| AR with flash and it came with a scope
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| We gon' run down fast, he dyin' slow
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| Ain’t usin' no mask, hop out and blow
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| I got it on me, It’s fuck the opponents
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| He act like he want, run down and dome him
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| Hit the lights and bend the corner
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| Don’t drive-by, we get up on him
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| Post in his yard like I’m the the owner
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| Put shit to rest like I’m Corona
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| Smoke his ass, bitch, I’m a stoner
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| No leg shots,
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| Just put a magnum on the bottom of my Glock
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| So if we walk down, we ain’t gon' rob him, he get shot
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| He bang 23K so if we spot 'em, he get dropped
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| Causin' hell like fuck 12, they want me rottin' in a box
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| If the police pick me up, I cut my eyes like I ain’t see shit
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| One nigga slide in a two seater, I’m clutchin' three sticks
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| Catch him and he done, he try to run, I hope his feet quick
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| Speakin' on my name, bitch, that’s a easy way to bleed quick |