| Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| .30 gang shit, man
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| You know how the fuck we comin', nigga
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| .30 boys, man
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| Gang, gang
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Ayy, PSA, man, we ain’t fuckin' with no niggas, man
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| OTF shit, man, you know how the fuck we comin', man
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| I just wanna, you know
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| I’m just talkin', man, talkin', man, you know?
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| Yeah, yeah, .30 gang
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| .30 gang shit, man
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| Yeah, catch him at the store, run in that bitch and face his ass
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| Catch him with his ho, so what? |
| We want his fuckin' head
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| You can have a nigga for low, them killers want you head
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| Them killer on yo' head, put .30 on that man
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| Do his ass so dirty, can’t no drum unit save his ass
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| Do his ass in broad day, hop out and chase his ass
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| Them hollows maze his ass, have lil' bro face his ass
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| .30 killin', don’t got too long that boy a paper tag
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| We playin' laser tag, and he for sure-for sure get smoked
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| We want him and his man, you still a rat
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| You gave a statement but ain’t take a stand
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| Nigga, I been drillin' opps since I was into Timo Bands
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| Ain’t never slid up on an opp but tryna snake yo' mans
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| Nigga, how the fuck you do that?
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| No cap, big .30 in this bitch
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| Everythin' I say, man, this shit no cap
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Niggas got the lo', shot up the crib and ain’t hit shit
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| Loot out 53rd, you niggas rookie than a bitch
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| If it was the other way around, my niggas kickin' the door and shit
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| Had you leavin' right out that bitch, run up shootin' you in yo' shit
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| I don’t smoke opps no more, everytime I do they call Lil Dit
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| Catch a Hellcat in the hood and then they mad, that bitch gettin' flipped
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| Niggas be talkin' that shit, niggas not really on shit
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| Ridin' around with yo' gun in yo' stash, boy, you really a bitch
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| Have this lil' bitch that stay on the 5, she tell me when they kickin' it
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| Got this lil' bitch give me every lo', she just charge a lil' ticket
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| I’m not tryna be on vivid, I’m just tryna sell out my tickets
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| Hit the stage and rock that bitch, I’m in there signing bitches titties
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| I’m on stage with them Glizzys, I’m on stage with them .50's
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| Nigga play, try to get near me, put six in him from the Glizzy
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| Off them Perc’s, I’m feelin' dizzy, like to talk shit like I’m Dibby
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| That ho know I got a bitch, she tried to give my dick a hickey
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| That ho know I got a bitch, she on my dick wanna get up with me
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| Get her Uber to my shit, she suckin' dick soon as she seen me
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| Can’t be fuckin' with that bitch but D’usse make her swallow semen
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| Say she fuck 'cause I’m a rapper, kick her out that, bitch was tweakin'
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| My bitch pregnant, anybody play with her gon' end up sleepin'
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| Niggas thought he was runnin' up on me, almost die tryna be creepin'
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| Hunnid thousands views in two days, bitch, I’m geekin'
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| Two thousands views in five days, bitch, I’m a baby genius
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| .30 gang shit, nigga
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| This big .30 on this bitch
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| .30 gang, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| .30 gang, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| .30 gang, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I’m lovin' all of this |