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Tight grip on the draco, now it's time to get 'em In the hood sniffin', no police, now it's time to kill 'em f*ck a mask, it was late night, hoodies on our head f*ck police, they don't come 'round here cause they ass scared And my pockets on hard like my penis Talkin' money, we talkin' english Drug money can turn to blood money This ain't for the squeamish Only for the ones who hungry enough to get the funds Who ain't scared to shoot the draco gun Cali in my lungs Addicted to Versace belts and them Gucci Skullies Chopper bullet took his head and skull it This shit can get ugly People talk me loyalty, me keep it real With your circle never rat mane and never steal Have all your bread, make that shit a solid deal If you gon' cross, cross big, make it a solid kill I feel a nigga wanna try me cause I look like a [?] All this jewelry on me homie I'm a walkin' brick Pockets low, pull out the 44, make a nigga strip Nigga just got f*cked in the game but this ain't no flick Fire stick, make my banger bang, like he in a gang Silencer with a beam no [?] hit his mane Money and respect dog, what a nigga kill 'bout Used to be my nigga but nah you ain't real now Gotta watch around you, niggas flip like pancakes Get some real money off these streets and watch these niggas hate
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