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on the track

I brought the .40 in this b*t*h so don't even look at me
A b*t*h ain't never took from me
And your big dog a b*t*h to me
Made one call, we clear the scene
I left the booth and sold a P
I used to jack a soldiery
Don't mask up, b*t*h gon' know it's me
It's my trap, don't bring a ho round me (f**k your ho round here)

Everybody round me clutchin' (b*t*h)
Everybody round me clutchin' (b*t*h)
Everybody round me clutchin'
Convicted felons, everybody round me thuggin'
I'm f**ked up, [?] in my cup (Bllt)

Hold up, I up that fire on him
Told him I was gon' buy, but I lied to him (I lied)
He didn't see it comin', plus my partner right on side of him
I'm with my young hittas, thеy teenagers, it's like five of thеm
For Dee Rogers, they gon' die for him (They gon' slide for him)
Ho, ain't on no rap sh*t
I'm prayin' for my brother, he like to clap sh*t
Don't touch my dawg, you might get slapped b*t*h (Slap that ho)
On gang
I brought that ratchet with me
Still f**kin' with big O 'cause he was jackin' with me
Pistol-whip them, had to smack 'em with me
And we'll shoot this b*t*h up (On Blood)
And we'll shoot this b*t*h up (Ho)
And we'll shoot this b*t*h up, don't give a f**k
A n***a claimin' that he tough
I brought that pump, it fill him up (Fill that b*t*h up)
Everybody round me clutchin' (b*t*h)
Everybody round me clutchin' (b*t*h)
Everybody round me clutchin'
Convicted felons, everybody round me thuggin'
I'm f**ked up, [?] in my cup (Bllt, b*t*h)
E-everybody round me clutchin' (b*t*h)
Everybody round me clutchin'
Everybody round me clutchin'
Convicted felons, everybody round me thuggin'
I'm f**ked up, [?] in my cup (Bllt)

I got one, he got one, she got one (b*t*h)
If they play, they go late, we gon' stomp one (b*t*h)
My lil' dawg on parole but he still got his pole
He ain't puttin' that b*t*h down, that's how we live in the fold (b*t*h)
Everybody 'round me bustin' head (b*t*h)
Everybody 'round me never scared of bein' dead (b*t*h)
Everybody 'round me ready to dirt dog a opp in his head
All of us got .30's, clutchin' bang, big pressure
Know I gotta keep two Glocks, I'm a main n***a
My dawg got two .50 Glocks, he a gravedigger
b*t*h, you gon' get blues, and I know which one to use
Drag him from the ripper, 7.62's
pu**y b*t*h we clutchin'

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