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(Hello?) Gang (And I got the Yayo) Six Ayy, used to ride in stolen cars, now we in foreign sh*t (Let's go) Ayy, me and Flip way in the sky, we just explorin' sh*t (Aight, come on) Walk in every single store, we cashin' out, we buyin' sh*t f**k the opps, them n***as hoes, I swear they ass be dyin' quick Look, I swear the last n***a got hit, they found him layin' on his d**k We Jump Out Gang, we walk you down, this ain't no Act', this ain't no ski (Come on) We slimed him out, he came 'round gang, we f**ked around, booked him for his blick (Aight, what else?) When I was broke, thеy b*t*h ain't say a thing, now this ho on my d**k I stand ten toes and grip that chop with two hands, this bit' came with kick Ayy, stolе the whip, time to slide, them that's some sh*t we can't resist (Aight) He try to run, I pass that chop to Flip, I call that sh*t assist (Come on) Think this sh*t sweet, he spoke on Fifty name, some sh*t we can't forget (Let's go) And these boss n***as with bread, n***a, that's what we call the six I swear like, every chance we get, we shoot them boys all in they sh*t I swear like, every chance we get, we leave them boys down on they d**k I think this n***a scared to shoot, I'm finna take this n***a's stick I think this n***a scared to shoot, I'm finna take this n***a's pole Got in that jam, this n***a froze I can't believe this n***a told I can't believe my opps feel bold It's like they speak what they know These n***as playin' with that gang, it's like they playin' with they soul (Fact, playin' with they life) This n***a spoke on me and Flip, I swear his ass wasn't thinkin' twice We rolled his ass just like some dice This n***a trippin', speakin' on my gang, you must be smokin' spikes We had the drop on every whip he drive, we caught him at that light (And I got the Yayo) Okay He got away, no way Ayy, gloves and mask, I ain't show no face Ayy, buy money on that, you know I don't give two f**ks 'bout catchin' no case If we caught his sh*t, might [?] the way I keep this Glizzy on my waist I'ma hop out, put this b*t*h on top of your head just like I'm from O lake I'ma hop out, put this b*t*h on top of his head just like a soul in I swear that .40 had some kick, I try to shoot, that n***a froze in I told 'Zay, "I ain't comin' in the club with you if I can't get that pole in" They be scared to book us for a show, we shoot out when the show in They be scared to book us for a show, they know that we be on that After gang go hit that b*t*h one time, it's time to get your ho back Keep that Glizzy, I'ma show that If I up it, I'ma blow that But my opps already know that If they shoot first, I'ma blow back All I rap about is seven sh*t, that's just my way in life I tear the cross up on my face, I been a demon in my life I keep a ski mask on my head 'cause I been schemin' in my life Apply that pressure every time, we the meanin' of on sight (And I got the Yayo)
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