| Yeah, ooh-yeah
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| Slatt slatt slatt slatt, yeah
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| Slatt slatt slatt slatt, yeah
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| Shots from the drac' left the nigga dead
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| What he was talkin' 'bout
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| Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket
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| 'Cause Yougboy ' bout it
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| Won’t make a diss, I won’t say shit
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| Gon' talk to God about it
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| Let me tell a story 'bout a youngin with a dirty 40
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| He conniving, he gon' make his money from them bodies
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| Moms crying, he the fuckin' reason that they dying
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| He so slimy, wipe a nigga nose that’s that slime shit
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| Shawty slidin', got him thinking different that’s that mind switch
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| Punch on a nigga for lil Ben
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| He mushed his foot in them rocks
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| Dump dive with a FN
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| His gun was still in his patch
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| Live by Lord the way it end
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| Blood draw from the head
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| Transformations look how I switched it
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| I was wrong from the start
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| You never said you let two niggas run a train
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| You never said that you was known for giving brain
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| Bitch you done brought me so much pain
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| When it’s time how the fuck I’m gon' expain
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| To the ones that I put last 'cause I was tryna be a man
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| I’m just sayin'
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| Your heart been a devil 'cause it been stolen
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| The only way to find it is the carrots from the Rollie
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| I’m chosen, your heart been a devil
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| Deciced emotions choices already chosen
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| Promise already broken
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| Shots from the drac' left the nigga dead
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| What he was talkin' 'bout
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| Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket
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| 'Cause Yougboy ' bout it
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| Won’t make a diss, I won’t say shit
|
| Gon' talk to God about it
|
| Let me tell a story 'bout a youngin with a dirty 40
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| He conniving, he gon' make his money from them bodies
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| Moms crying, he the fuckin' reason that they dying
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| He so slimy, wipe a nigga nose that’s that slime shit
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| Shawty slidin', got him thinking different that’s that mind switch… |