| Told you Krime Pay$
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| Thought I told you niggas Krime Pay$
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| It’s the fucking re-up
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| They gon' make me hit the kill switch
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| My lil niggas come and kill shit
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| Niggas talking all this real shit
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| We really on that in the field shit
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| Keep the chrome or the steel shit
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| .30 on me, I’ma peel shit
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| Pop a 30, I don’t feel shit
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| Ate a xanny, that’s the kill switch
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| Never lacking keep a throwaway, for a pussy nigga that’s the kill switch
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| All the time I keep a tool box, and some power tools, I’ll drill shit
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| Got the work, stepped on it twice, still doubled up, now that’s a ill flip
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| Took ya bitch back to the trap, had her bagging up, now that’s a field trip
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| Drinking syrup, I’ll take a bird and break it down to a snack box
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| 14, I was cutting school, shooting three dice on a black top
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| I ain’t really have a jump shot so I posted up on a back block
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| Started off with a weed spot then I graduated to the crack rock
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| Talking allat keep it real shit, I’m just tryna go get me a meal ticket
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| Yeah that’s ya bitch but I still dick’d it, know she a bird but you still
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| kissed it
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| You took her back and you still widdit, nigga you a mafuckin' duck
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| Rolling 'woods and I might do a dutch, pop a nigga like a fucking clutch
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| Body parted, bodies popping up, rivals like me, call it opping' up
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| All that sucka shit ain’t stopping us, I know these pussy coppas watching us
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| And all these niggas wanna gangbang 'til the beef pop and the slugs fly
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| But in the trenches anybody get it, when that heat pop even doves die
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| They gon' make me hit the kill switch
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| My lil niggas come and kill shit
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| Niggas talking all this real shit
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| We really on that in the field shit
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| Keep the chrome or the steel shit
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| .30 on me, I’ma peel shit
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| Pop a 30, I don’t feel shit
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| Ate a xanny, that’s the kill switch
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| Hunnit Round, I’m the trap lord
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| Came up getting knowledge from the crack lords
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| I’m leaning, drinking out the black Ford
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| Try and jack, I clap 'em like the backboard
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| I’m serving niggas what they ask for
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| Ain’t been on the block, I’m ducking task force
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| My plug pulled up in a black Porsche
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| Ask me «Can I help you get this pack sold?»
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| Turn a pint into a sippy cup
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| Niggas think they sipping, really sipping cut
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| On any day I keep the blicky tucked
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| I tell her suck it all until she spit me up
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| I thought I told you niggas Krime Pay$
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| Better get to ducking when the 9 sprays
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| Been on the run for like 9 day
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| Cause the weeks before I spark a crime wave
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| Can kill a nigga in like 9 ways
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| In the trap house I got like 9 K’s
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| Woke up this morning, served like 9 J’s
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| Now I’m 'bout to make another 9 plays
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| Told 'em I was with the dumb shit
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| OTM niggas really run shit
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| Yeah I love to talk this gun shit
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| But still beat a nigga like a drum kit
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| They gon' make me hit the kill switch
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| My lil niggas come and kill shit
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| Niggas talkin' all this real shit
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| We really on that in the field shit
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| Keep the chrome or the steel shit
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| 30 on me I’mma peel shit
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| Pop a 30 I don’t feel shit
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| Ate a xanny that’s the kill switch |