| I won’t let them niggas
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| I won’t let them niggas take none' from me
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| I won’t let them niggas take nothin' from me
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| I got some niggas who gon' shake somethin' for me
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| Pop out that splat with that draco
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| We go crazy about them pesos
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| All of my niggas we go all in
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| They posted on the block, we all spin
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| Catch 'em slippin', no sparin', knock him
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| But when I make it we gon' all win, we all in
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| Say all in the west they out lookin' for me
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| I’ma up from my hip, I’ma show 'em somethin'
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| I’m catch him in traffic, better not be lackin'
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| All of that bootin' you doin', stop all the flaggin`
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| Throwin' them shots in the sky, I’ma let 'em have it
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| Run down on his ass, run out of stamina
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| You up on me bitch then you better step me
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| Put no trust in no nigga, put it in my hammer, ayy
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| I’m all 'bout that check
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| Price on his head, put his shit on the flat
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| Run off on me bitch and get hit with this TEC
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| Queso on the drill, we gon' take off his neck
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| We block swangers, sendin' shots from them Glocks now
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| Guns blockin' real P, we don’t stop 'til them opps drop
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| Mama call in the field 'cause her heart dropped
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| Damn, all of my niggas we go all in
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| Life on the line, we gon' off him
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| He braggin' 'bout that sack, we rob him
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| You brag about that sack, we rob you
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| I won’t let them niggas take nothin' from me
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| I got some niggas who gon' shake somethin' for me
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| Pop out that splat with that draco
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| We go crazy about them pesos
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| All of my niggas we go all in
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| They posted on the block, we all spin
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| Catch 'em slippin', no sparin', knock him
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| But when I make it we gon' all win, we all in
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| Jump in the field, nigga head first
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| Before I go, bitch you die first
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| Empty that clip then I reverse
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| Step foot in that water, bitch knee first
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| I’m goin' in and I’m never stoppin'
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| I don’t need no security, this nina got me
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| If anything my niggas got me
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| You move wrong, they send shots behind you
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| If I’ma die then I’ma die in these streets
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| For all the sins I done did, prayin' the lord protect me
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| If I’ma die then I’ma die in these streets
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| For all the sins I done did, prayin' the lord protect me
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| I’m feelin' like fuck it
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| You gettin' killed if you thinkin' 'bout taking somethin'
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| On my soul I ain’t goin' for it
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| I’m a certified smacker, I been danced with the demons more
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| Devil ride my back so I can’t sleep
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| Karma on my conscience so I can’t eat
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| And if I ever get killed it’s 'cause my nigga cut me (damn)
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| I’m all in, stayin' up on my own, all ten
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| They had four three eighties, I had one Glock
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| I ain’t run from no nigga, I had thirty shots
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| I’m all in, stayin' up on my own, all ten
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| They had four three eighties, I had one Glock
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| I ain’t run from no nigga, I had thirty shots
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| I won’t let them niggas take nothin' from me
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| I got some niggas who gon' shake somethin' for me
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| Pop out that splat with that draco
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| We go crazy about them pesos
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| All of my niggas we go all in
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| They posted on the block, we all spin
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| Catch 'em slippin', no sparin', knock him
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| But when I make it we gon' all win, we all in
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| Take nothin' from me
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| I won’t let them niggas take nothin' from me
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| I won’t let them niggas take nothin' from me
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| I got some niggas who gon' shake somethin' for me
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| All of my niggas we go all in |