| Hunnid deep with the crew
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| That’s how we move
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| My young boys got that tool
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| That’s how we move
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| Out here trapping, fuck that school
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| That’s how we move, that’s how we move
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| Yeah, that’s how we move
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| I’m a rap god, I trap hard
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| This shit ain’t that hard
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| They act hard, let the mac spark
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| Turn niggas to track stars
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| It’s no limit, I’m gon get it
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| Don’t sneak diss on that squad
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| Fuck a bitch about 4 minutes
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| Won’t waste time with that broad
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| Young niggas, dope dealers
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| Some of my niggas crack cards
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| Niggas talking that tough talk
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| And it’s shots fired at that boy
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| Young niggas we savage, catch a nigga in traffic
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| Niggas dying in my city, they like please stop the madness
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| M.O.E that’s how it be, I put this money shit before me
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| And my lil homie just did three, just let all my niggas free
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| I’ve been riding round with that heat
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| But I’ve been tryna keep the peace
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| All these foot soldiers in these streets trying to get a name off me
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| Trust me, you don’t want that beef, it’s bodies on that heat
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| And the last nigga that tried it may his soul rest in peace
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| Nigga, you don’t want that beef, my niggas won’t go sleep
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| And the last nigga that tried it may his soul rest in peace
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| Man, I ain’t with that fuck shit
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| Tell a fuck nigga suck dick
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| Sneak dissing on the internet, would get you whacked in public
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| Balling hard no sub shit
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| Cracking cards all dub shit
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| D12 I’m a minute man
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| Riding with blinkers in a minivan
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| Arm, leg, leg, arm, leg
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| Spot an opp and then we get him dead
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| Finessing bitches I may renig
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| In other words she gave free head
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| On my operation goon shit
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| I’m someone you should get in tune with
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| Smoking dope in a foreign whip
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| Dirty money got a nigga clean
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| Open hands and a magazine
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| Turn a party to a murder scene
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| If I send them then they murdering
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| Silent shots, they ain’t heard a thing
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| M.O.B won’t give a bird a wing
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| Straight drop then hit the lean
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| Double trigger, 40 with a beam
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| Will really show me what a nigga mean
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| Face shots on the back block
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| Try to run, get your back popped
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| AK make a mac stop, flip a nigga like a laptop
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| 30 shot got my hand hot, law come we ain’t saying shit
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| We ain’t on that playing shit
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| We’ll come through spraying shit |