| And this time
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| Make sure they’re all dead before you leave
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Fuck all that gang, gang shit you boys be talkin' 'bout
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| I’m the one that feed the streets when there is a drought
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| Fuck all that gang, gang shit you boys be talkin' 'bout
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| I’m the one that feed the streets when there is a drought
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| Mind of a maniac (Ahh)
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| Ridin' in the Cadillac (Skrrt)
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| Bang, bang, bang, let me see you gang bang
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| Heard you want beef, pussy, well I want the same thing
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| I’m a lunatic, lil' boy, you’se a Gerber baby, pussy
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| You don’t know how it feels to have feds always lookin'
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| I’ma get it, I’ma whip it right inside my grandma’s kitchen
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| All this fishscale, I got it, and I ain’t have to go fishin'
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| Let me see you rep your flag, let me see your pistol blast
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| Before you try to take my life, grow some balls, take off that mask
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| You’ll get no respect (Pussy) where I’m from
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| Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, look at my gun (Brrt)
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Fuck all that gang, gang shit you boys be talkin' 'bout
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| I’m the one that feed the streets when there is a drought
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| Fuck all that gang, gang shit you boys be talkin' 'bout
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| I’m the one that feed the streets when there is a drought
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| If you a man, you understand the rules to this game
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| When you sellin' that 'caine, when you’re stuck in that lane
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| When you’re doin' that dirt 'cause you flick on the light and it don’t work, uh
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| They envy, they filled with jealousy, dawg
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| They say that they bang but they work with the law
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| I’m startin' to feel like I can’t trust nobody, not even my mom
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| Work, work, work, work, work, all I know, I sell work, work, work
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| Heard they tryna rob my dawg, so now they tryna rob my raw
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| Yeah, you know I’m in the streets, yeah, you know I’m in the field
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| I got bricks, I got big blocks, I got choppers and a few Glocks
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| Let me see you rep your flag, let me see your pistol blast
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| Before you try to take my life, grow some balls, take off that mask
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| You’ll get no respect (Pussy) where I’m from
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| Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, look at my gun (Brrt)
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Ain’t no fightin', I’m just shootin'
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| Fuck all that gang, gang shit you boys be talkin' 'bout
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| I’m the one that feed the streets when there is a drought
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| Fuck all that gang, gang shit you boys be talkin' 'bout
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| I’m the one that feed the streets when there is a drought |