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N***as shed tears in the face of death You so savage, what you cryin' for? Don't give a f**k, I'll let the nine bust Headshots, f**k his mind up Or wet his back and f**k his spine up And when mamas yell "Lord, why?" It's 'cause consequences come with tryin' us Bodies dropping daily, we got hell crowded I bet the Devil gettin' tired of us If you ain't gang, what you alive for? Man, O.D.A, that's what I'm advertising If you drillin', come and sign up Running with them n***as 'til the death of me B*t*h, I'm in it 'til my time up O.D.A. them my brother's crew, and I love him too If they empty out the clip then I'm dumpin' too If I make it out, all them n***as comin' too If I'm addin' up bands, we countin' hundreds too Took so many L's, but I'm prayin' for a W Young lost n***a, not knowin' what to do Knucklehead and a sucker too Hoes f**ked me over, why'd I put my trust in you? Running from the jakes, jumping roofs Thinkin' like "Damn, man I used to love that hoop" Great student, now I don't even f**k with school On some street sh*t, and your brother lookin' up to you Sister makin' moves with the business, girl, I wish good luck to you Why'd we have to break apart? 'Member days I was stuck to you If I ever had a problem, I'd rush to you But I grew up, lost homies and stepped off the porch Eyes opened up, I start realizin' more Smokin', get money and droppin' the forks Late night Gucci day, I was totin' that torch See a opp, I'ma blam, show his a** no remorse Start shootin' like I'm Kobe in the fourth N***a's brains gon' spill when they pop his skull back But the gang gon' drill, we gon' bang on steel When that pain gon' heal (When that pain gon' heal) Look, disrespect the hood, better watch his mouth All that gang sh*t you was not about Think you too fire for a headshot I'ma show you what this red dot about Like his job done, we gon' clock him out And if he strapped too, we gon' block it out With that heavy metal, I be rockin' out I be torchin' sh*t while foenem watchin' out I'm a Gucci gang and I'm twin city Go and kill yourself if you ain't rockin' with it I drop the rakes for them b*t*h n***as F**k every member of the opposition Late night, catch a oppa slippin' If he don't duck, we gon' wet him up Better get low when that choppa spittin' Once I reload, I go beast mode Now his forehead what the doctor st**chin' Heard the n***a tryna tell on me Lil G slide on him, he gon' pop the witness Hard to beat the case 'cause my skin color I know the jury ain't gon' wanna listen Judge handin' out bad English, givin' all them brothers the improper sentence Right or wrong, no matter what you did, they'll love to see a n***a rot in prison Now it's back to this trap house, tryna check a bag while my watches glisten I was broke as f**k, had to run it up All these bands on me got your mama strippin' If that ho plottin', then she gotta get it I don't f**k around when it come to guap I'll kill a b*t*h if a dolla missing, on L's
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