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Lyrics from snippet Look, was a shooter before I rapped and I'm still in action Thirty-two bullets fill the MAC clip, my n***as active Hollow tips in the strap, I'ma fill his hat with We clap sh*t that hit his cap and peel it backwards Break the gas down to fill the Backwoods I just opened this pack, it was vacuum sealed and still in plastic I lost hope, you told me you wanted all smoke Nah, bro, you just a lil' n***a and your bars broke I'm [?] right off Doat that sold raw dope I cried when Country Mike died, my heart broke On the yard, get your jaw broke, as far as the bars go Not only did I raise the bar, the bar broke We shoot sticks with see-through clips You better pray that b*t*h jam up when we do mix I breeze through Phipps, I need new drip The grip on me, think I'm lackin' this time, I'ma leave you clipped Machine, you b*t*h Yeah, that leave you split Wanna put money on it, n***as see no diss All you n***as know what time it is like [?] clips Reload, b*t*h, your brains all over the whip The clock tickin', tick tick, n***a, leave you split Wanna put money on it, n***as see no diss All you n***as know what time it is like [?] clips Reload, b*t*h, your brains all over the whip The clock tickin', tick tick (Lord, Lord)
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