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(Yo, Ayo)
(JTK)
Huh (These n***as know me for real)
What? (For real)
Von

Rob who? Take what? You tweaking
I said it was war, lil' n***a, I mean it
I done got out the floor, who got shot? I don't know
Headshots up close, lil' n***a, I seened it
Gun got dirty, lil' n***a, I cleaned it
.45 Glock on the bottom with a beam in
If a n***a move foul then we aiming where his team is
Sitting lil' n***as down, motherf**ker, you ain't mean it
Get caught, just stick to the code
Got some n***as locked up and they know what they know
My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while
If he give up me then they letting him go
He won't be back on the streets 'til he old
Everyone that he love, they gon' be gone
I know some n***as that's quick to give a police a tip
But my n***a, he never folded

I don't really give a f**k what the blog said, too official to clear up a rumor
My homie laugh hard, heard an opp was dead, guess he got a killer's sense of humor
I heard that pu**y been thinking 'bout death, well that bullet gon' stick to his mind like a tumor
Catch him and change him, look how they played him, he only gangster up on his computer
He play foul and we gave him a pass, that don't mean we won't get on your ass in the future
And I won't trip when my lil' brother clutching, know how he put in that work with that Ruger
My sneakers Louboutin, these ain't Puma's
I got a low end ho, she a booster
Nut on her face and I call her an Uber
He saving these hoes like his first name was Super
Now it's time to ride, is you ready or what?
Caught a few homicides now they ain't letting up
Thirteen hundred shots when we ride in them trucks
Get on any side and we f**king you up
I used to trap with the gangsters and clucks
Straight in the slums where they praying for luck
Like I'm Giannis, I play for them bucks
Hood on my back and I came in the clutch, b*t*h

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