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I got a mopstick, I be on the block b*t*h i be lurkin' He on that opp sh*t, I smoke his top b*t*h I'm a surgeon I got a Glock b*t*h and I got a stick so I'ma [?] Headshot, that's a murder D.O.A my n***as hurt Yeah we swervin' b*t*h we swervin' And we riding with the thirtys I'll leave your ass [?] because I shoot like Stephen Curry Drop the Y we do you dirty, drop the Y we do you dirty Yeah we stay blicked up so my n***as ain't worry RIP the gang free the gang All I know it's Fatz Gang all my n***as 46k Catch a opp smoke his face Masked up so no case D.O.A, D.O.A, smoke Bob in his grave Kick it laywer, beat this case f**k twelve wе on the chase We need monеy so we take, we need money so we take Folks'nem be right on your ass, make your n***as do the race These n***as screamin' GetBackGang but they wanna be like gang Catch a n***a with the [?] All these n***as switchin' up but your ass mantain Fatz gang same thing And i got a couple shortys blick your ass for a name Make you do the runnin' man, when the shooters hop out van Why you runnin' with your man? you got [?] at your man Why you runnin' with your man? Folks'nem [?] Folks'nem just hop out the vans, [?] hit him in the [?] gang, we ain't playin' I had pipes since I was ten We be on that gang sh*t [?], hop out sprayin' KD hit Mad Max, he be tweakin' off the [?] We ride around with three sticks We stay lurkin' thought the six Folks hit him in his brains, I swear god I was: "oh sh*t" f**k the six and f**k the WIIIC Pull up, pop out with them sticks It's gon' be a murder scene, we go reckless with the blicks Caught you, Drilla, bro don't miss This top is from that target hit Put that Beretta on the six Cause that n***as ain't on sh*t Just might go the [?] twerkin' I swear god, that good as sh*t I smoke Bob-O, cause that stank smell like sh*t And don't shoot thought no cars, we ballin' out on you b*t*h Lil Boo hit, smell like b*t*h Had a tire on his sh*t I be high off the sh*ts I can't [?] the licks n***as mad at Young Money cause we prolly f**k they b*t*h Blame you up, no, we don't miss Put the red tape [?] on the six Guarantee you a man down When I hop out with my blick And this .40 don't got kick Run up on [?] fake that b*t*h blow that new pack, cause that opp ain't on sh*t f**k the six and f**k the WIIIC slidin' on Bricks
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