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All out war
Told dat nigga ghost roll another opp up
Bitch
We keep playin with this shit they can't stop us
Bitch
We gon' pop sumn
Talking all that tough shit, you ain't got one
Yeah
If niggas want this shit, we gon' bring it to yo door
I been stepping on shit since I hopped off the porch
Them little hoes that you adore, I just dog and score
Them niggas took more shots than us, but they gotta check the score
Fucked around and hit a crib and shot a nigga's mama
Niggas doing bitch shit, Out hear with the gossip
You out here extra tough until you get hit with that chopper
Bitch, I ain't going for nothing, you can ask my mama
Yo man's got popped, don't ask me & ghost about it
If I ever smoke a nigga, I'll never post about it
He a veggie, face shot gang, I don't even want the body
Get yo lil' life ended quick gang on go about me
You ever seen a real head tap? That shit horrifying
Bitch, we really in this shit for real, so we don't glorify it
Got a drop, then we dropped a opp, I got more excited
Nah, Brody don't know how to hoop, he just be scoring like it
Catch a opp and score a bucket
Tell lil' Brody fuck it, this lil' shit ain't nothing
I got my gun on me, who you think you confronting?
This lil' shit ain't nothing
Brody, you wanna slide? I said, fuck it
How I know they wasn't sticked up? I shot, they got the running
I ain't gon' lie, the opps fast on they feet
But let's be honest, niggas never tried to run down on me
I got my chopper, I'll make a nigga run down his street
On my mama, I know niggas never hung out, on me
Hanging out the window whenever I hung out wit reap
Slide with them buttons up, bitch, we'll shut down your street
Chiney said, stop the whip, bitch, we jumping out on feet
Niggas really 12, boy, I don't know nothing bout no b