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Got some niggas on the other side
And that boy strapped with a motherfuckin' Gat
All my niggas down to ride
50 shots to your head and a hunnid to your back
Homicide, we gon' slide
Put my trust in that gun, I'll never trust in that bitch
G got mob ties
And I know some Blood that'll get your shit wet
Pourin' up a drink, yeah we sipping on that act, yeah
And we smokin' all threat
Ten got the glizzy, Middle Mic got the MAC, yeah
He done knocked off your hat, ran off with the work
I ain't fumblin' with the pack
I'll kill you, baby, before you blow out my back
I don't ride old school, bitch, I'm speedin' in the CAT
I'm about to set a trap for you motherfuckin' rats
Lone wolf moved on, he a mouse, he a rat
He was signin' on them papers while his mama in the back
We gon' spin this block, ten Drac's and a MAC
Hop out, curb stomp him 'til his brain go splat
I'm a real gangsta, you just puttin' on an act
Yeah, his bitch wanna fuck me, so he hate me, that's a fact
I used to sell work, yeah I used to sell crack
And now I got a strap, everybody gettin' jacked
Tell me why they hatin' on the motherfuckin' genius
You want a verse for free, man, let's do it because you big
Two bad bitches wanna fuck and suck D
I ain't stingy with the bitch, so I let her fuck the team
Chop got the scope, red laser, yeah, a beam
Ran so thick make your bitch wanna cream
I'm livin' like I made it, yeah, somethin' like a dream
Shot a hunnid something rounds, listen to him while he scream
Came too far to let a sucka intervene
I'm just tryna lay low, but they tryna cause a scene
Dude still mad 'cause I jacked out some green
I'ma give it back to him plus a hollow in his spleen
Thug 'til I die, blowing gas to the sky
And my brother needing assistance, you know I'm finna ride
Bitch, you playin' stupid, don't know why you finna cry
I done told your ass once, I'm not the fuckin' guy, yeah bitch
Got some niggas on the other side
And that boy strapped with a motherfuckin' Gat
All my niggas down to ride
50 shots to your head and a hunnid to your back
Homicide, we gon' slide
Put my trust in that gun, I'll never trust in that bitch
G got mob ties
And I know some Blood that'll get your shit wet
Pourin' up a drink, yeah we sipping on that act, yeah
And we smokin' no threat
Ten got the glizzy, Middle Mic got the MAC, yeah
He done knocked off your hat, ran off with the work
I ain't fumblin' with the pack
I'll kill you, baby, before you blow out my back
I don't ride old school, bitch, I'm speedin' in the CAT
I'm about to set a trap for you motherfuckin' rats