| Yeah… blood say he my brother, never rock for me
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| I’m out on bail bangin' corners wit' this hot .40
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| Blood say he my brother, never rock for me
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| I’m out on bail bangin' corners wit' this hot .40
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| The opp is soggy, niggas chopped it up wit' Fox 40
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| I can get your flowers watered for a bronze rolly
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| Cookin' wit' ya gloves on is what my pops showed me
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| Couple stones don’t concern me shit, ya mom’s owe me
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| DA dropped it, picked it back up and filed on me
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| I thought you was my bitch, why you dial on me?
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| Paroled from the pen, BM had a child on me
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| I was broke, y’all was up gang, lookin' down on me
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| Momma and them countin' on me
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| Dooders and them countin' on me
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| Hood need artillery, shooters and them countin' on me
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| Love you for that day you hid them caders in yo' house for me
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| I just left the H they had the slum and the loud for me
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| Oooohhhhhh
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| I thought yo' momma told you don’t play wit' them boys
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| Honestly, you gave me no choice
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| See the target I aim for destroy
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| You see the pain that’s in my eyes
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| You see the pain that’s in my eyes
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| If it’s danger I’m gon' ride
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| If it’s danger I’m gon' ride
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| You see this pain that’s in my eyes
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| It’s Pebble Beach and on my daughter I’d die about it
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| Cut him off, that nigga stole somethin' then lied about it
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| Child of danger, man I’m smokin' gettin' high around him
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| Pray I catch you huggin' the corner, finna slide around it
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| Hundred band challenge, this a whole lot of guap
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| Manslaughter for that body Uzzi Azi caught
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| It’s manslaughter for that body Uzzi Azi caught
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| Four twelfth, Ready Rob, free 'em off the top
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| And Jigga bitch you know I love you foo' you all I got
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| Ali bitch, you know I love you foo' you all I got
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| Six twelve, fuck a bitch, fuck you nigga’s thot
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| We all brothers odd it out and let them niggas box
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| Hus Lotto took a trip in every Benz he cop
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| He had .40, I had chop, bitch I swear to God
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| He had .40, I had chop, bitch swear to God
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| Pulled up on nigga’s blocks and had to air it out
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| I thought yo' momma told you don’t play wit' them boys
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| Honestly, you gave me no choice
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| See the target I aim for destroy
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| You see the pain that’s in my eyes
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| You see the pain that’s in my eyes
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| If it’s danger I’m gon' ride
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| If it’s danger I’m gon' ride
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| You see this pain that’s in my eyes |