| M8V3N, M8V3N, that’s M8V3N gang
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| That’s Shooter, Shooter, that’s shooter gang
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| M8V3N, M8V3N, that’s M8V3N gang
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| That’s my gang
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| Got the, cause I get to clickin' and I bail out bitch
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| Money sail out quick, packets stand off the bail out bitch
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| We got big bucks, fuck the sittin' out, turn to bail out bitch
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| Money sail out quick, packets stand off the bail out bitch
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| My niggas drillin' since knee high, who gone' do what?
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| Man I’m the shit, like I came out the bottom, dropping these
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| Can’t catch a, shots spot em'
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| They gone complain but what the fuck they gone do?
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| I’m feelin' hate but I’m not bothered
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| take care of ya crew
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| Niggas know
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| Gang send shots so what?
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| Gang do walk-ups, gang rip blocks and all
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| Watch how I finish the scrimmage they think that I’m playing just watch how I
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| rock the ball
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| No we don’t plan on the drillin'
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| We catch em', we clip em', for the execution
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| I’m stuck with these drillers, these feelings, I hope I’m not thrown into the
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| institution
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| They love me they love me now
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| Brooklyn wasn’t discussion
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| But look how they love me they love me now
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| Dropped out a youngin', they thought I was dumb but look how they love me they
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| love me now
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| Starvin' was hungry, no hand-outs no nothings, but look how they love me they
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| love me now
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| Too busy hatin' they love me now
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| Talkin' on me speak facts, fuck the chit chat
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| .40 split packs
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| Gang
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| Now he lickin' splish splash
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| Should’ve dipped that
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| Boy you got pick packed
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| Look at em' scurrying hurrying
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| We just be laughin' we know that they runnin' man
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| Never even, we check the score and we double it, triple man
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| Walk on the spot got my shit tough, when before my homies kept shit grimey
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| Talkers just talk, I ain’t with chucks
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| Run up on us, your losses gone get plenty
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| Step in the party no dancers, stay with the glizzy, my niggas lurk and reap
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| Took so much chances, drillin' is casual, glizzy my soul to keep
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| Run up on them broad day, grrrt brraa brra brra brra brra, gang
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| Stare at me the wrong way, grrrt brra brra brra brra brra, gang
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| Survive and he healin', can’t count him, make visits, we finishin' every nigga
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| Talk about drillin', and mention my niggas, like mention like very others
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| They love me they love me now
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| Brooklyn wasn’t discussion
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| But look how they love me they love me now
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| Dropped out a youngin', they thought I was dumb but look how they love me they
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| love me now
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| Starvin' was hungry, no hand-outs no nothings, but look how they love me they
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| love me now
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| Too busy hatin' they love me now
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| They love me they love me now
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| Brooklyn wasn’t discussion
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| But look how they love me they love me now
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| Dropped out a youngin', they thought I was dumb but look how they love me they
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| love me now
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| Starvin' was hungry, no hand-outs no nothings, but look how they love me they
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| love me now
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| Too busy hatin' they love me now |