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Man, I done seen it all
These niggas ain't seen shit
It's RonDawg!
Volume 4, shit
Don't sleep
You ain't never seen shit like this
A little yute so sick
Yellow tape for the caution
Leave blood stain on your new drip
416 is a district, got money got bored of the 6ix
Your whole losing weight while we feasting
All the opps babies I see them teething
Seen shit if you seen you'd snitch
These niggas so bitch, get a grip
When I say I got snow I don't mean Tim's
When I broke joints I ain't talking 'bout limbs
South side the dark side where it's dim
Twenty bricks in came straight from the chinks
I don't need ten, onе shot make him faint
Opps like glass i'ma watch 'em all brеak
I just need a draco I don't need Drake
f*ck a fake beef repeat when it beat
Plant gotta land
Birds no beaks
DGC get close i'ma squeeze
Came from the pen your block stressed
I'ma about to get sued 'cause I'm up next
And the clip is in, I'll eject
That'll start his life over no reset
The guns out like recess
Real drills, we don't kill for your respect
Who's that, that's a opp on my block
I'ma get his whip turned like a doorknob
Who's that, RonDawg with a huge Glock
Like a dumb thot give a nigga dome shot
Hit his bitch she was stiff like a robot
Beat a court case stayed in th court box
All these niggas cap a lot
Burner got potato bullet bigger than a tater tot
Used to hit trap when the lights gone
RonDawg i'ma blow like a car bomb
The ting strong cock back like Zion
Leave him see through like a nylon
You the type to let bygones be bygones
Glock 9 leave him in a pitstop
Redbone half breed gun two tone

That'll leave him on the block that he ride on
I was fifteen, thirty grains like it's sand
Still the hardest out, did years in the can
Hit him with the sauce, red hot like he Frank
If I can't eat then nobody can
Bang, bang got a shooter he from Afghan
Hit a burst burn skin like a sun tan
My young boy he a heat bag
808 how the heat bang
Run through for the stacks and the racks
Hear a gun shot that's a blast from the past
So up now that I can't look back
Bro got a trap, so we still slanging crack
Send 'em shots like silence Sam
My dawg he the man and he carrying a fan
Ride his skateboard he'll shoot you in his Vans
I'll get the loan signed off like a bank
Opp was a fan, now niggas mad
They said that I'm rich and I ain't giving back
This a gang right here not a clan
Put number three on his head like he Chance
Dirty some shots getting smoke like he dank
Nigga was the man he a bitch that's a trans
I was eighteen when my phone got tapped
Did pen time that I can't get back
Seen it all in the R.I.C.O wack
Need a forty Glock with a beam intacted
Check my stats, these niggas on crack
Had two guns I ain't even had racks
f*ck living in the past, I just do math
Add a number up get a opp subtract
Nigga you a bitch all I see is implants
Can't hit him with the gun we just give 'em bitch slap
I was loco with the boat load
Touch 'nough dope like I'm Pablo
Still ducking from the 5-O
Remix my own shit, I'm a idol
I done seen it all (I done seen it all)
Man, i done seen it all, I'm a idol (I done seen it all)
I done seen it all (Man, I done seen it all)
Man, i done seen it all
Don't get close, ba!
Just know that

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