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Huh, huh, huh, eh On foenem grave You already know how this sh*t goes Don't touch me, don't even look at me Matter fact, back the f**k up All you bop-a** hoes, all you goofy-a** n***as Huh, huh, huh They say they gon' kill me (They gon' kill me) I'm like, "Whatever" (I'm like, "Whatever") Pull up with that Drac', hop out, get they a** together Oh, he with his friends, we gon' get they a** together Blue tip hit ya, ain't no comin' back you gone forever You can run you can hide, you gotta see me Keep my drum when I'm outside No I won't be on nobody TV Everywhere I go I'm 7-4 I throw up GD Oh, they sellin' drugs, get 'em set up by a Teetee That's them n***as comin' out the crib? Oh they sweet as hell (Oh) We might stand over him to show him we for real Who the f**k gon' run up on us? N***a, be for real Opps steady dissin', I'm like "Is this beef for real?" Oh, I see they in the stu', tryna find a beat to kill He was tryna duck his taco til' we made him eat a shell I put money on your head, I get you hit through a Zell How you tryna argue when we know what kind of car you in And we know what park you in We might pull up block you in If I wanted to go out like dude, then I box you then (Von) Why would I fight when I got this Gen? (Five) Kill one of mine, that's how ten die Switch on the Glock, in 1 second 10 fly It ain't slippery over here, we can't let it slide We gon' kill 'em n***as first, we can't let him die Ran up on 'em fah, did him extra bad Now no one can see with your closed casket a** Like we playin "it", run up tagged his a** Turned him to a zip, foenem bagged his a** Now we roll 'nem in a wood, "puff pa**" his a** B*t*h don't try to test me me, you won't pa** the cla** We want all dirt, boy your a** is gra** But he got away, boy your a** was fast Bigbody Rolls truck, it ain't hard to notice us GD's everywhere I go, don't hesitate to throw it up Come through with that Cutter like you owe us somethin' Don't slide through the O or somethin' And put a hole in somethin', yeah (Yeah) I might pop out the blue like a f**kin' Wizard He ain't shootin' right, like Michael when he was with the Wizard's I just bought the Cartier, Im tryna jump a Richer I'm in the middle of the field like a f**kin' pitcher I might hit the opp side and take a picture Oh he think he fast? But I'm quicker What he drunk off? Liquor? No, he think he slick, but I tricked him He don't know I'm slicker Still got my Gen4 'cause this b*t*h still get off Oh he think he safe at work? Catch him when he get off I hit the corner, that n***a turned into Sonic, the Hedgehog 7.62 comin' out the Drac' and knocked his head off (Aye, yeah) On foenem grave (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Back the f**k up (Aye) All you bop-a** hoes, all you goofy-a** n***as (Huh?) On Scrapp grave
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