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Sir Reaper on the track
Six O Gang, b*t*h they just don't understand
Jumped in the streets, ever since I'm getting bands
Six O gang, b*t*h they just don't understand
Jumped in the streets, ever since I'm getting bands
Money in my pocket, got the .40 in my hand
DJ Young JD!

I'm with Six O gang, b*t*h they just don't understand
Jumped in the streets, ever since I'm getting bands
Money in my pocket, got the .40 in my hand
And I just snatched yo b*t*h, but Imma pass her to my mans
Let me know sum, if you want war n***a, blow sum
Foenem poppin' pills, osos got me on one
Pull up on yo block with them sticks, bеt you gon' run
Pull a foreign on yo b*t*h, you don't want none

Signed to mysеlf, I gave myself a van
Free 22 and 9, don't make us pull up in a van
That diamonds on my neck, this b*t*h is stuck up in a trance
He said he from the 6, but we don't see him in the land
Let me know sum, said he'd be around, we don't know none
Paler than an orange juice, b*t*h come and roll sum
Tweak up in this b*t*h, I'll let a n***a hold sum
Gang up in this b*t*h, man don't make us have to pole one
I just bought a drum for my glizzy
Don't make Six O come turn up in yo city
SnitchK, it is a movement we invented
Them n***as playin' crazy, they can get it
I stay in the hood, I'm smoking on wood
I'm busting these jugs
I stay with my pipe, cause I love my life
So you better think twice
A n***a meet Christ, cause it's part of life
He sayin' I lied
That n***a got left, he wasn't in right
Headshot on sight

See I pull up with the sticks, n***as was frontin' they move
And they know I'm from the 6, compare this sh*t to a zoo
I got the snipers on the roof and choppas aiming at you
If I say she sucked my d**k, then you know that it's true
If you want war, then f**k it let me know
keep Six O gang with me, cause I'm knowing they'll blow
So I could never miss, I shoot them blicks straight from my soul
That's yo b*t*h, a thot, she f**k a lot
She taught me when I rolled up
Walkin' lick, talkin' sh*t
b*t*h we walk around with blicks
Foenem posted on the 6
Ice so froze, I'm like a glitch
Smoking Lil Quan by the zip
Baldy World, b*t*h we the sh*t
Doing hits, ice on wrist
.30 clips, suck my d**k
Pistols all over the session
Lethal weapons, we tote felons
Came to split yo f**kin' melon
Bet these n***as ain't expect it
Six O sh*t, b*t*h we the best
Then scratch a n***a of the checklist
We got 40s, n***as knowing
We ain't going, pistols blowing

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