| Glock 9
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| We gon pop out
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| AK bullets burning up your leg
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| The way the way they drop out
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| Cold hearted
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| But it’s hot out
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| Balenciaga tennies
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| You can’t get em
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| Cuz they not out
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| I couldn’t get you on the street
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| Cuz the car loud
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| Now I’m a wait till your asleep
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| I’m a night owl
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| In a palace
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| Somewhere yonder
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| Out in Barlow
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| With the shooters
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| Out in Dallas
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| Like I’m Carlisle
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| We gon chop you up
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| And send you through the mail
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| I don’t post bail
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| Half a ticket on the scale
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| Shovel and a pale
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| I’ll drain your fluid till you’re pale
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| Momma say I’m real sick
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| I turn these rappers female
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| Give a sex change
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| Call it Hill House
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| The way the carbon make your neck hang
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| Smoke you like some gas
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| Brand new strain
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| Call it ethane
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| Started making money
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| Now I’m rich
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| That’s when the stress came
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| Keep playin with me
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| You must enjoy playin these
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| You want a death wish
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| Fuck her till she numb
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| Call her my dead bitch
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| Hit you with the death stick
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| Leave you headless
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| Put you on a shirt
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| Happy resting
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| I’m feeling evil
|
| Never fucked with no injections
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| But I’m lethal
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| Slutty little whore
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| I fuck her body till she feeble
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| I do what I want
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| You do what’s told
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| You’re such a sheep
|
| Yeah I’m so sick of seeing foolish people
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| Just wanna gun em down
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| Bought 2 carbons with 2 drums
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| Let off a hunnid rounds
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| Suppressor you won’t hear a sound
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| I feel like Max Payne
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| Neck bone poking out
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| That’s where your hat hang
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| I’m cruising in the
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| Yeah I’m sicker than a virus
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| Won’t stop until I kill
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| Yeah your survivals in a crisis
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| She tell me she a dike
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| But I just know my dick is priceless
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| I’m a fuck her till she dead
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| I’ll have that pussy looking lifeless
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| We gon chop you up
|
| And send you through the mail
|
| I don’t post bail
|
| Half a ticket on the scale
|
| Shovel and a pale
|
| I’ll drain your fluid till you’re pale
|
| Momma say I’m real sick
|
| I turn these rappers female
|
| Give a sex change
|
| Call it Hill House
|
| The way the carbon make your neck hang
|
| Smoke you like some gas
|
| Brand new strain
|
| Call it ethane
|
| Started making money
|
| Now I’m rich
|
| That’s when the stress came
|
| Keep playin with me
|
| You must enjoy playin these
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| Death games |