| Shake it, shake it
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| MATHIAS, let’s go
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| Shake it, shake it (Uh)
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| Shake it, shake it (Yeah)
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| Shake it, shake it
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| Speed through with a choppa on the front seat
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| Hittin' all head, we ain’t hittin' no feet
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| Hah, hah, hah, bullets hit him
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| Twenty Percs, everybody in this room be
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| I don’t even wanna fuck, I want on knees
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| Hundred round on a chop, make 'em all bleed
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| She sniff too much coca, and she got nose bleed
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| How that nigga hatin' and he don’t even know me?
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| Ding dong, bitch I’m at your front door
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| Hit him with a hundred round drum on a Draco
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| Wet his whole block up, bitch I need a raincoat
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| Froze up diamonds on me, so cold
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| Hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum out the Draco
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| Ain’t finna DM on IG
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| Slide the .80, you’ll see me on your street
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| Say what, what that nigga say about me?
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| Like I do, keep a goddamn tool in my jeans (Hit it)
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| Pop, pop, pop, pop at that pussy boy
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| Rob you for your goodies boy, all black hoodie, boy
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| Boy, that nigga nigga weird, he a pussy, call him coochie boy
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| Fuck her then I pick her, I guess you can call me booger boy
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| Nigga said he gonna slide (Slide)
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| Do that shit mean all of 'em don’t die (Blah, blah)
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| In my head, I don’t give a fuck 'bout silence
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| Still gettin' bread, give a damn 'bout what y’all say
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| Ding dong, bitch I’m at your front door
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| Hit him with a hundred round drum on a Draco
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| Wet his whole block up, bitch I need a raincoat
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| Froze up diamonds on me, so cold
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| Hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum out the Draco
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| If a nigga talk, we get him whacked up, bags up
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| 'Fore your whole block get clapped up, clap somethin'
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| He don’t clap nothin', he get wrapped up
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| Then we try to whack somethin', we ain’t tryna pack nothin'
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| Whack his ass, whack his ass, get his ass, lack until we kill his ass
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| Headshot, headshot, that’s another body bag
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| Burn his ass up like him on me
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| Pull up on his front street, he callin' the police
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| Ding dong, bitch I’m at your front door
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| Hit him with a hundred round drum on a Draco
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| Wet his whole block up, bitch I need a raincoat
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| Froze up diamonds on me, so cold
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| Hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco
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| Slide with a hundred round drum on the Draco |