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Vern (RIP Freestyle)
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ZOTiYAC
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If you trying to see a dead body then come take a look You don't want be on the internet magazine n***a You better off go read a book Pull on they block and they shook but they shoulda expected that sh*t Feel like shookin’ that boy on the left that you hit Got that wood on the AK, the TEC wit' the grip Blowing this b*t*h like a Ref with a whistle I'm p*ssed RIP, RIP b*t*h ass n***a tombstone read RIP b*t*h ass n***a in the stu get hot, ain’t get sh*t, then try cook up a hit Aye come look at this sh*t, gotta be more than this He gon' get himself killed tryin' to record a diss Somebody tell shorty take care of his family n***a don't wanna die before his kids Aye, RIP, RIP b*t*h ass n***a tombstone read RIP RIP, RIP Say he in his bag, in the bag he a zip If he in the whip, then it flip If he in the crib, it's a hit But if he outside, he a trip Dat boy talkin' like he can eat bullet but ain't have it on 'em when that n***a die he a b*t*h If you trying to see a dead body then come take a look You don’t want be on the internet magazine n***a You better off go read a book Pull on they block and they shook but they shoulda expected that sh*t Feel like shookin’ that boy on the left that you hit Got that wood on the AK, the TEC wit' the grip Blowing this b*t*h like a Ref with a whistle I’m p*ssed If you ain't ready don't hop in these streets boy N if you ain't heavy don’t hop in this beef f**kin' with Yac that's a shot in the dark Not f**kin' with me like a shark in the deep I ain't got no advice, I just advise n***as watch how you be talking to me I'm smoking a lot but I try to keep peace I keep to my peace till I'm deceased Aye twenty sum shots in the back of the vehicle I kept on blowing I couldn't even see the dude I had to hop out on feet when I pop out I gotta leave blood in the street Aye n I gotta f**k up the beat We make a n***a face look unbelievable He ain't identify can't even see the dude I walk up snatch your soul like a reaper do I kept on blowing I couldn't even see the dude Aye he ain't identify can't even see the dude Aye I kept on blowing I couldn't even see the dude He ain't identify can't even see the dude Hollow tips punching your skin like a needle do Walk up and snatch up your soul like the reaper do Aye, RIP, RIP b*t*h ass n***a tombstone read RIP RIP, RIP Say he in his bag, in the bag he a zip If he in the whip, then it flip If he in the crib, it's a hit But if he outside, he a trip Dat boy talkin' like he can eat bullet but ain't have it on 'em when that n***a die he a b*t*h
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