Correction Paroles K.A.T.O. par 22Gz

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Gang, gang
Sh*t, y'all already know it's them young savage n***as again and all that

I wish a n***a try to play me, she ready for war, we got too many Glocks
Trying to just figure out who we gon' spin on tonight, but it's too many opps
So everybody go and pick up your favorite blicky, let's go let off some shots
And everybody tour in different cities, now it's time to go kill all the opps
I wish a n***a try to play me, she ready for war, we got too many Glocks
Trying to just figure out who we gon' spin on tonight, but it's too many opps
Told everybody go and pick up your favorite blicky, let's go let off some shots
And everybody tour in different cities, now it's time to go kill all the opps

Might go Latifah, I'ma set it off
Thеse n***as be cappin', that said it all
I got some opps on my hittеrs, we spinning tonight, trying to catch and then shank 'em off (Kill 'em)
Run up on n***as with two different pipes, they're catching bullets like Randy Moss
Have my shooters run up on 'em, take his life and we ain't showing no damn remorse
When I click the opp, I get to thinking (What?)
N***as talking all that sh*t up on the net n***a, like "when is we linking?" (Pu**y)
All up on them n***as, hanging out the whip, they get hit up if they blinking
Now we slump, n***a, like a drunk n***a, what the f**k was you drinking? (D**khead)
(What the f**k was he drinking?)
Got a broom and it's green like it’s Cosmo, let me creep on his block and then drive slow
He got hit, need a whip, Timmy Turner? Hit the block catch an opp, that's a murder
I ain't playing with him, I might pull up and ruin his day like I'm 50
Get to spraying, n***a, ain't no cap in my rap, b*t*h, I stay with a blicky
I wish a n***a try to play me, she ready for war, we got too many Glocks
Trying to just figure out who we gon' spin on tonight, but it's too many opps
So everybody go and pick up your favorite blicky, let's go let off some shots
And everybody tour in different cities, now it's time to go kill all the opps
I wish a n***a try to play me, she ready for war, we got too many Glocks
Trying to just figure out who we gon' spin on tonight, but it's too many opps
Told everybody go and pick up your favorite blicky, let's go let off some shots
And everybody tour in different cities, now it's time to go kill all the opps

Last n***a tried play with a n***a like me they pronounced him deceased
gon' shoot and come in, if I tell him to up it, ain't nothing to squeeze
Since he was dissing, we killed him in public just so everybody can see
Track Hawk, been in a Jeep
Me and my savages been in them three
Next time we figure out who we gon' drill in the night 'cause there's so many options
Word to my mother, whoever we spinning tonight, bet a body a drop
Here's my thoughts: too late to rush him 'cause that n***a dead on the spot
He caught a shot to the head just for touching his waist like he toting a Glock
Three hundred blicks [?]
I told bro make a right, he went that way
Me and Rozay on our Michigan, get to the front, we gon' creep through the back way
I let off so many shots I could bet that he finished, he ain't even gasping
When we catch him, ain't getting no pa**es
Out of luck if he slip, we gon' black him
I wish a n***a try to play me, she ready for war, we got too many Glocks
Trying to just figure out who we gon' spin on tonight, but it's too many opps
So everybody go and pick up your favorite blicky, let's go let off some shots
And everybody tour in different cities, now it's time to go kill all the opps
I wish a n***a try to play me, she ready for war, we got too many Glocks
Trying to just figure out who we gon' spin on tonight, but it's too many opps
Told everybody go and pick up your favorite blicky, let's go let off some shots
And everybody tour in different cities, now it's time to go kill all the opps

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