| Goddamn, BJ with another one
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| Hahaha, ha ha
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| Hahahahaha
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| It done kicked in, I’m on now, and I’m out of my top
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| Hit that block, the window rolled down, and we let them shots off
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| Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
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| Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I’ma get 'em knocked off
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| Okay, ace of spades, poker face, Wockhardt, walking dead
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| In that new Mulsanne like I’m insane
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| Blow out the brain, I spark the lead
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| Walk, arm stretched, accurate
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| I say, «Shoot up where he stay»
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| Most time I be full of meds
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| Kill switch, leave a nigga dead
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| Ten say we go ten for ten
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| Slimes for slimes, that’s head for head
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| Creeper when I’m walkin' in
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| Slang that iron for to slain ones head
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| Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
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| I’ma put you up, that’s how we gon' play it
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| back to the Nawf
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| I be posted where they bangin' red
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| Leanin' out that kickstand, I say drive that rose and kids
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| Glorify my hitman, he know I love to clean up mess
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| 4L tatted, 'round my neck
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| Let’s get active, then press next
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| Bitch, that caption get you stretched
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| Cut back massive, hit him, wreck
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| On sight clap 'em, and don’t miss
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| Clean the city,
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| AP fashion, mean his wrist
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| Murder one, I seen that shit
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| Just like they got the top down
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| You would think I’m Ken, got hella bricks
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| He a demon baby but he Heaven-sent
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| They don’t weigh the same that’s a heavy stick
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| Roller coaster when the MAC-11 spit
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| Fuck you mean you ain’t eatin', nigga?
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| Take him out, this ain’t no belly shit
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| Interruptin' my meal, nigga
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| Separate his ass on some section shit
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| Gang ties in them people eyes
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| So my mans in all type of shit
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| But I’m numbed up through all of it
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| It done kicked in, I’m on now, and I’m out of my top
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| Hit that block, the window rolled down, and we let them shots off
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| Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
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| Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I’m gon' get 'em knocked off
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| Okay, ace of spades, poker face, Wockhardt, walking dead
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| In that new Mulsanne like I’m insane
|
| Blow out the brain, I spark the lead
|
| Walk, arm stretched, accurate
|
| I say, «Shoot up where he stay»
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| Most time I be full of meds
|
| Kill switch, leave a nigga dead
|
| Ten say we go ten for ten
|
| Slimes for slime, that’s head for head
|
| Creeper when I’m walkin' in
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| Slang that iron for to slain ones head
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| Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
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| I’ma put you up, that’s how we gon' play it
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| back to the Nawf
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| I be posted where they bangin' red
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| I run that money up, I could fill a Brinks truck
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| On Dump, they gone die in here, if they try to breach us
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| Bitch, why you try to run? |
| You know your cleats stuck
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| Blow the strap and leave you laid out with your feet up
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| Nigga try to walk like Top, like, they wanna be us
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| Bitch, we the reason your brother murder got your tension up
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| I say, «God be with them niggas,"talk bout, zippin' us
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| I’m that nigga, made them juvis from the Parish, what you sayin'?
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| It ain’t kick, then I’m on now, and I’m out of my top
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| Hit that block, the windows rolled down, then we let the shots off
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| Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block
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| Pall bearer, get 'em bare, I’m gon' get 'em knocked off
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| Okay, ace of spades, poker face, Wockhardt, walking dead
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| In that new Mulsanne like I’m insane
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| Blow out the brain, I sparkle it
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| Walk, arm stretched, accurate
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| I say, «Shooter, where you stay?»
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| Most time I be feel amaze
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| Catch him, leave a nigga dead
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| Tears say we go ten for ten
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| Slimes for slimes, that’s head for head
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| Creepin' when I’m walkin' in
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| Slang that iron for the slime, we said
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| Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth
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| I’ma put you up, that’s how we gon' play
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| back to the Nawf
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| I be posted where they bangin' red
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| Woah, woah, woah, woah (4KTrey)
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| Woah, woah, woah, woah
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| Woah, woah, woah, woah
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| Woah, woah, woah, woah (Goddamn, BJ with another one)
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| Gon' get 'em knocked off |