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Hey Trap Mafia, Arena Hey Ain't gon' never stop, hey This for my n***as who strapped, decided I was gon' move packs Exposin' all the rats, take a trip, count racks This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street This for my n***as who strapped, decided I was gon' move packs Exposin' all the rats, take a trip, count racks This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street Hey, fifty, twenty, make a thousand I was on the line wildin' Now we scream f**k the balance Buy it all, buy it all Take them b*t*hes to the mall Never f**k them hoes raw Come from the streets Bros over hoes, n***a yeah that's law They killed my dawg, killed my dawg Now I'm walkin' 'round lost Rules of the streets, number one, n***a never get lost 'Cause you might get off I put my whole team on I was great when I was born F**k you like p***, ayy If you didn't believe in me, you wasn't with me, hey, hey If you didn't believe in me, you wasn't with me, hey, hey If you didn't believe in me, you wasn't with me If you didn't believe in me, you wasn't with me, hey, hey This for my n***as who strapped, decided I was gon' move packs Exposin' all the rats, take a trip, count racks This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street Hot bullets gon' rush for your brain Got shooters, ain't sayin' no names F**k all this music and fame 'Cause before I was rappin' I really was puttin' in pain Chopper gon' bang, scared of the same See Lil TJay be doin' his thing No time in the field, no, no Now they said get a kill, no, no On a mission, I got to the top Gettin' this guap, can't pay no mind to an opp Meanwhile, I be f**kin' these thots, cashin' 'em out Vibin', it's never gon' stop Lil TJay gon' hit a hot flash Man, it's two twenty-five on my neck SB throw it high, it's my sack Told my shooters anything else and nothin' less And I got me a bag Just put fifteen in the stash I used to do hits with no mask Give me your cash Nah, I ain't jokin', no laugh If you have some sh*t I ain't have This for my n***as who strapped, decided I was gon' move packs Exposin' all the rats, take a trip, count racks This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street This for my n***as who strapped, decided I was gon' move packs Exposin' all the rats, take a trip, count racks This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street This for my n***as who street, this for my n***as who street
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