| Open up your crib, I’m at your door, bruh, pistol tucked
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| Open up that window with my gun out, what the fuck?
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| No, I’m not that nigga came to play around, choppa up
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| I’m the one, hop up in your living room
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| You bet you stuck (run yo shit nigga)
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| MY BEAM
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| Never miss a thing, ride around with that sting
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| And if I shoot, I’m shooting at everything
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| Making my choppa sing, you know the vibe
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| Bitch I’ma murder everyone I see inside, but that’s a lie
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| I sent my bro out with that mask, you know he fire
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| Me and lil' KxllSwxtch, we makin' that kill quicker
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| With that pistol grip
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| This pills, liquor, weed
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| I never fucked with none of that other shit
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| Get money for myself, but I won’t stop 'til all of my brothers rich
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| Got tired of my mistress and my maid, I need me another bitch
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| Posted up in the guttr, you motherfuckers ain’t hard as us
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| We rid around with that rubber
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| I promise you’ll eternal slumber, bruh
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| Makin' that ch-ch-change
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| My chain rain, my foreign rain
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| Never thought stay the same
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| But they afraid to change the game
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| If I get caught inside it, you know I’m ridin'
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| Won’t say a thing
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| I’ll always be 'bout it
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| If I’m in county, I might be staying
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| Bitch, what the fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
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| I turn your home address into a slaughter house
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| I’m on the block with them choppers out
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| If you want drama, I’ll be with the llamas out
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| Sike, I’ll pull up to your momma house
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| If you want talk, we gon' see what that drama 'bout
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| I only fuck with them commas now
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| I cannot see why you ain’t getting dollars now, yo'
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| He was talking tough until we banged on him, stomp him out
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| Open up your dome and take your brains out, the fuck is up?
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| I got full clips, ammunition all I seen today
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| And if you pull this, it might end up with you up in a cage
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| I’m at your home now, and I pull out that fetti like parade
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| Just Tell 'em calm down, if you want smoke then we got guns and blades
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| I got the pistol, I got the gun
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| My niggas pissed off, you better run
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| I dropped your bitch off, she had some fun
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| First there was ten clips, then there was none
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| BOW |