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Uh Slatt Slatt, slatt, slatt Slatt, slatt, slatt Slatt, slatt, slatt Say, gangsta, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds? You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah Yeah, my youngins wit' it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah Find our target, give 'em one more then and take 'em down, yeah We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around We hit the club and throw ones when it's sun down Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out Dick in her mouth got the lil' bitch occupied Cry 'bout a bitch, nigga, they ain't even worried 'bout you Model went pimped the bitch 'cause you the one that let her out Went upper case alphabet blicks brought them letters out Everybody strapped with them K's But come to mine and get some rest These bitches fuckin' for some J's Crew hoppin' niggas, fuck your momma and they grave You'll trade I served your auntie all the ice, now she my number one J Screamin' "Fuck 12" when we got our middle fingers up Drop one of us, we drop ten, it's war [?] Slime say lil' bro just got 'em through the mail Let's go stick him up Mask up and catch that nigga tell He ain't built like us Say, gangsta, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds? You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah Yeah, my youngins wit' it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah Find our target, give 'em one more then and take 'em down, yeah We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around We hit the club and throw ones when it's sun down Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out Got them racks in and copped the trap house with the sunny feet I get the bread in by the loafs, nigga, whole wheat And my ex partner a rat and he showed it stick to the G code, you told it, you told it You wrote it, you wrote it now your front door always open, it's open for public to know it Pussy niggas we exposin' Knock 'em off, put the body, yeah, in the trash, then dispose it, dispose it have motion, motion Hood Baby be cozy, sippin' slow motion The feds watchin', I'm posin' You better watch them niggas with that ho shit I'm ridin' with the toaster ready to toast it Say, gangsta, why you holdin' fire like you out here sprayin' rounds? You grew up, but you ain't really makin' gun sounds, yeah Yeah, my youngins wit' it, 'bout that action, poppin' out the playground, yeah Find our target, give 'em one more then and take 'em down, yeah We hit it up and clear it out, ain't no more standin' 'round Wait for my side, they gon' ride, we don't play around We hit the club and throw ones when it's sun down Yeah, your bitch with the gang with her ass out
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