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OFF WIT HIS HEAD
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Chief Keef
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Off The Wall Gang Damn, that's Surreal right there? Aye Niggas at your freakin' head Click clack Aye, aye, aye Niggas at your freakin' head Click clack, really scared I'mma run these mother-fuckin' people just like Diddy did Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses Savage just like Bean's, that's who Beanie Sigel is At them poles, heat shit Like I play for Heat and shit Pistol beatin' shit You don't know what a pistol beatin' is Ridin' round town, praying to God with the sig Smoke a nigga like a cig Bang! Off with his head Aye! You better play with your bitch, you better play with your kids My niggas they savages, you better play with your ear On a lil jet, on a Liv, like I'll perform in here I got my gun in here, so be alarmed in here You want beef? There's farms in here, a lotta armor here Boy, we got the llamas here, them stupid choppers here Leave you where you stand, you gon' need a doctor here I brought my guap in here, I can pay your doctor bills Pay your mama bills, pay your partner bills Pay a lotta bills, pay my bank deposit bills I got a lotta clips, I drive a lotta whips Like I'm at the casino, I win a lotta chips I brought my mop in here, that 30 bop in here It'll bop your eyeballs, it'll bop your ear I brought my mop in here, that 30 bop in here (Click clack) It'll bop your eyeballs, it'll bop your ear (Bang) Niggas at your freakin' head Click clack, really scared I'mma run these mother-fucking people just like Diddy did Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses Savage just like Bean's, that's who Beanie Sigel is At them poles, heat shit Like I play for Heat and shit Pistol beatin' shit You don't know what a pistol beatin' is Ridin' round town, praying to god with the sig Smoke a nigga like a cig Bang! Off with his head Aye! Smokin' on this Tooka, plottin' on a million Got alotta children, these niggas my children Tryna smoke some Tooka ,this shit it might kill you Tryna get some money, my nigga I feel you Coolin with the Glo, that's my La'Familia For my family I'll kill ya, at the red light drill ya Pull up on you slow, ride off like a Steeler I think I'm from Pittsburgh, bitch I got my steel up 'Member being a stealer, your car could get peeled up Baby I heard your car on E, fuck with me, it get filled up When I look in the mirror, I see a young black nigga That made it out the South Side where the fucking drills was Ridin' with my toolie and I'm down to drill ya Waste your ass, spill ya, Flintstones, Fred and Wilma She gon' give me coochie, 'til my fuckin' deal up It can go down anytime, but I'm still up Niggas at your freakin' head Click clack, really scared I'mma run these mother-fucking people just like Diddy did Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses Savage just like Bean's, that's who Beanie Sigel is At them poles, heat shit Like I play for Heat and shit Pistol beatin' shit You don't know what a pistol beatin' is Ridin' round town, praying to God with the sig Smoke a nigga like a cig Bang! Off with his head Aye! Damn, that's Surreal right there? Off The Wall Gang
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