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Kings & Queens
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Lil Double 0
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Might take me a rap n***a rollie (Might take a n***a rollie) That's the way I was raised up, n***a Ridin' 'round with all them raised up killas Put some shots in his head, like the boy drink liquor Double gon' tweak, rock out, Adolf Hitler Amiri my jeans, lil hoe, these a thousand dollar denim How you rockin' designer, but no money with it? I hear voices on voices, they talk to a n***a I be rockin' these bands and rockin' shows Rockin' these stupid a**, dumb a** n***as that's trustin' these b*t*hes 'cause they f**kin' these hoes n' lovin' these hoes Get a drop up 'cause we put a pop up And who can you name in the city that popped us? Cause we the ones who do all the poppin' and droppin' Cause these n***a oppin' and flockin', switchin' the block Big chop put lead in his top ?, the hoe was toxic, get out my car cause, b*t*h, we spinnin' Pull up in a Hellcat, Durango truck And yo man's broke, n***a still drivin' a Hemi Remember them days I ain't have enough (Let's go) I hit the road, ran it up (Uh) She got the tats on the a** and that booty so fat, when I hit the b*t*h back, lift it up N***as crackin' Fours, never did sh*t to a Four, so what the f**k you crackin' for? Percocet with the wok, let my hoe drive the boat All my b*t*hes, they thottin', they playin' they roles How the young n***a 20, but he still winnin'? I came out as a baby, go out as a menace Go out as a menace, Imma put on for my city, put on for my hood, show them young n***as who really spinnin' It's been a lil minute, but we still get active, we still put that boy in a casket and send the lil boy to a pastor and tell his lil mama what happened Now she lookin' at him, she dead, he gone We put 'em shots in his head and don't give a f**k 'bout them feds cause them n***as police, they just want a n***a in jail I know that they watchin', I know that they trackin', I know they tryna catch me in the action Another opp just popped up dead, we don't know what happened Looked on the internet, "Damn, that sh*t tragic" Fire a n***a up, put a n***a in a wood, burn the lil boy like ashes Once you block a n***a in, hop out with them K's, look him in the face, get nasty (Let's go) We get accurate Give me the chop, lil bro, I ain't pa**in' it Imma go hit it, Double 0 handle the mission When it comes to this WALKdown sh*t, n***as know I'm the CEO of this sh*t So, we more than a gang, lil b*t*h, I done made us a switch Switch on a Glock, had to switch out the clips on a opp Had to show the lil n***a the chop It shoot 'til infinity, b*t*hes ain't finish me I'm running round with a chop, might sentence me AR hit 'em and knock off his ? (Uh) (Walk him down) When it come to the murder town, n***as know that it's Tennessee Where them n***as don't play with that sh*t, n***as play in a club, then we flexin' that b*t*h When it came to our gang, put a case to your sh*t What you save in a year, b*t*h, I make in a month N***a, I play with that sh*t Young n***a play with that sh*t, like a leash (Uh) We sendin' n***as to preachers (Uh) She got that head like a teacher This b*t*h wanted 200 hundred thousand dollar sneakers I'm a real deal snake, man, this sh*t gets lethal For them junkies, play in that b*t*h, we ah eat ya' Not a Thunder, but I got them shooters in Oklahoma, they'll pull up delete ya' (Aye)
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