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Reuel stop playing with these n***as

Throw a drum on the SK (n***a)
Send them bullets to his chest 'til his chest break
Jam him in that dome with that Glock make his dreads shake
Beat the pu**y up and keep on f**king ’til the bed break
Your n***a paperwork look like a essay (n***a)
I'm the boss around this b*t*h call me jefe
Slide through I'ma act a foo with that damn Drake
I know n***as might switch up but them bands ain’t

Young dog was moving too fast and caught a Fed case
Police still killing n***as that's a damn shame
Really in the trenches with them wolves and them damn apes
Catch a sucka, I ain't got no mask hit 'еm bare face
Lipped out on a pu**y n***a madе his legs shake
I can't f**k with certain n***as, they too damn fake
My n***a poppin' pills like he got a headache
Crest n***a we ain't f**king with no damn snakes
I wish my n***a was alive n***a rip Tu
My young n***a keep that fire and the bip too
This 43 a Gen 5 not no Gen 2
Throw a stick up on the .9 and a switch too n***a
Throw a drum on the SK (n***a)
Send them bullets to his chest 'til his chest break
Jam him in that dome with that Glock make his dreads shake
Beat the pu**y up and keep on f**king ’til the bed break
Your n***a paperwork look like a essay (n***a)
I’m the boss around this b*t*h call me jefe
Slide through I'ma act a foo with that damn Drake
I know n***as might switch up but them bands ain’t

Young wild n***a, b*t*h I'm turnt up
Pay attention when I talk, you will learn somethin'
Lying saying that that pu**y mine, you got the nerve woman
How the f**k you trapping out that P and you ain't served nothing
I’ll pull up to the neck n***a no gang
Bro pull up to the pawn shop with yo' chain
Put a bullet in his whip, give him road rage
My brother want them n***as dead, I told him okay
And we can play it how you want, let's get it popping n***a
Don't make me catch an attitude and get to popping n***as
You look at the tab, me? I just buy it, we be shopping different
I got my toes out for today but I'll still sock a n***a
I don't care who n***as with, I got a hundred shells
I'm still outside I never left, no I don't tuck a tail
I put them fortunes in the whip 'cause I don't f**k with 12
Heard y'all be f**king with them people, boy ya'll something else
b*t*h
Throw a drum on the SK (n***a)
Send them bullets to his chest 'til his chest break
Jam him in that dome with that Glock make his dreads shake
Beat the pu**y up and keep on f**king 'til the bed break
Your n***a paperwork look like a essay (n***a)
I'm the boss around this b*t*h call me jefe
Slide through I'ma act a foo with that damn Drake
I know n***as might switch up but them bands ain't (Bands ain't)

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