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They know who not to play with my niggas missing screws
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, fareal these niggas pick & choose
It ain't no trickin' me up out of shit, cause I ain't got shit to prove
If you ain't tryna spin or shoot, why even sign up?
Dicksucked & dissed, these niggas gotta make they mind up
Thinkin' you too cut, ah get yo stupid ass lined up
He done had four, five different drops and ain't slide once
I could cap like these niggas, but I ain't lied once
In traffic with shots all in the V, but I don't drive drunk
How the fuck he active, he ain't shoot his fuckin' gun in nine months
Bro, smoked yo mans, not no terps, tell him, fire him up
Think you a factor the R ah split you like a fuckin' blunt
Bitch, I'm a trenchbaby, was raised on the north
When the fuck did all these lil niggas start hoppin' off the porch
They gang keep gettin' scored on, hop up off the court
Bro a real tweak
He treat, killin' like a fuckin' sport
Givin' shots out, pop yo top like a fuckin' cork
Once yo ass finished, it ain't no fuckin' gettin' off the fork
Let yo mans die & still playin' & shit
Boy, get up off of Fort
Boy, get up off the game
Them niggas never stepped for bro, that's what you call a gang?
Faceshot bullets, don't freestyle, but it went off the brain
Hit him in his shit, he turn veggie
Allat talkin, now his ass can't even talk the same
Get yo ass cropped out, knock you out the frame
Lil bro back trippin' in that trailblazer, but don't call him Dame
Catch the last one that matter, and smoke his ass like I'm callin' game
Catch one, stretch one, now his ass a gang