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People who live in the South Memphis neighborhood didn't want to go on camera to say last night they heard several gunshots
And then one of the shooting victims on this front porch yellin' for someone to call 911
Now those who know the victims are looking for answers, huh
(Ayo Lewi, turn that sh*t up)
Turn it safe for me
(No way Hozay)
Big Hot

I hit the block in a motherf**kin' Scat Pack (Skrrt)
Three-ninety-two and you know the b*t*h matte black
Hunnid some shots, b*t*h, you know that I ain't lackin' (Uh-uh)
Might pull the Drac' out my motherf**kin' backpack
Flew out to Cali', we missin' in action
They sent a few shots and he couldn't even clap back
N***a just need to cool down, but they cappin'
Beforе Lil Nine get put on the snapback
Switch on thе Glock, had to add me a fifty (A fifty)
Grip on the AR, it came with some t**ties
You say you want smoke, n***a, come get up with me
I drop, spin the block, now they hatin' my city
Internet n***as got me in they mentions
I f**k all these hoes, put a b*t*h in her feelin'
I ain't got the ruler, let the chopper get in him
Stay back with the Glock, he got hit from a distance
Runnin' these spot with the MAC-10 (Big MAC)
And you know I ain't doing no lackin' (Uh-uh)
Drac' to his face, leave him flat like a pack
Twin choppers on me when I'm ready for static (Ready)
I'm off the drug, I ain't doin' no Adam
My uncle, big Crip, so you know I'm with crackin'
I dumped the Glock so no one know what happen
Got forty-one shots let me xan like Maverick
Lost of a few n***as but money I'm addin' (I'm addin')
Done nut in the cake, get nasty (Get─ Skrrt)
Chasing this money, I ain't doin' no braggin'
You know if I got, then my whole team have it (They have it)
Drac' in my pants that's the reason I'm saggin'
Got the Glock on tuck, on my pa**y
Glock for a chopper, I gotta go stack
This Glock for protection, this sh*t ain't for fashion (Uh-uh)
Hit the lil' b*t*h then I'm gone (I'm gone)
Clutch on Drac' then they whippin' out me up in my zone
I be out serving the cone
N***as be hatin' 'cause they b*t*h be lovin' my song
Runnin' the trap, finna go take the plug off the map 'cause my shipment was takin' too long (Takin' too long)
Ain't with the cappin', I ain't beefin' over no area
Up the K b*t*h, you know what I'm on (B*t*h, you know what I'm on)

I hit the block in a motherf**kin' Scat Pack (Skrrt)
Three-ninety-two and you know the b*t*h matte black
Hunnid some shots, b*t*h, you know that I ain't lackin' (Uh-uh)
Might pull the Drac' out my motherf**kin' backpack
Flew out to Cali', we missin' in action
They sent a few shots and he couldn't even clap back
N***a just need to cool down, but they cappin'
Before Lil Nine get put on the snapback
Switch on the Glock, had to add me a fifty (A fifty)
Grip on the AR, it came with some t**ties
You say you want smoke, n***a, come get up with me
I drop, spin the block, now they hatin' my city
Internet n***as got me in they mentions
I f**k all these hoes, put a b*t*h in her feelin'
I ain't got the ruler, let the chopper get in him
Stay back with the Glock, he got hit from a distance (Ayy, ayy)
I just pulled up in a motherf**kin' Scat Pack
I just pulled off in a motherf**kin' Hellcat
Put a red beam right on top of his snapback (Grrt)
Knock his whole cap back, make him see pitch black (Grrt, grrt)
Drac' in my pants, so I walk with a hunchback
Stuck in the field like a n***a a fullback
You got a gun but I bet you won't pull that (Come here, come here)
Take it off his hip and make him come buy it back
Last n***a played I bet he can't walk much (Doo, doo, doo ,doo)
Last n***a snitched I bet he can't say nothin'
Yeah, he ranned out, but, Nine, can he take some?
Knock the limb off, Nine, can he Drac' some?
I wasn't there, I can tell you my alibi (Brrt)
Look in my eyes, boy I'm not like them other guys (Brrt)
Cross me one time and you won't get another try (Brrt)
Did the drill by myself ain't no fall-guy (Brrt)
N***a, nope, three-ninety-two hit the guy, better get low
Duckin' they shells and they duckin' they taco
Make 'em get low like in limbo
This chopper slice 'em up like Kimbo
Put two in his gut, then I get ghost (Doo)
Fill him up like we a Citgo (Doo)
I f**ked him over like a nympho (Doo, doo)
Give a f**k about his kinfolk, go tell him to die slow (Come here, brrt, brrt, brrt)
I hit the block in a motherf**kin' Scat Pack (Skrrt)
Three-ninety-two and you know the b*t*h matte black
Hunnid some shots, b*t*h, you know that I ain't lackin' (Uh-uh)
Might pull the Drac' out my motherf**kin' backpack
Flew out to Cali', we missin' in action
They sent a few shots and he couldn't even clap back
N***a just need to cool down, but they cappin'
Before Lil Nine get put on the snapback
Switch on the Glock, had to add me a fifty (A fifty)
Grip on the AR, it came with some t**ties
You say you want smoke, n***a, come get up with me
I drop, spin the block, now they hatin' my city
Internet n***as got me in they mentions
I f**k all these hoes, put a b*t*h in her feelin'
I ain't got the ruler, let the chopper get in him
Stay back with the Glock, he got hit from a distance

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