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Big Wop, the biggest bully 'round this muhf**ka
If you ain't throwin' B's or LSP, we ain't blood brothers
Gotta cut these muhf**kas off, cause they're blood suckers
Brodie got the P's for 14, but the buzz ugly
I ain't really gotta do sh*t, bro'll blow you for me
I was tryna switch my hustle up, I made rap money
Spent your last 20 on some weed, ain't got gas money
Beat her doonies down YN style, then I act funny

N***a touch me, I'll put them demons on your a** dummy
YSR, bunch of young n***as gettin' cash money
Got the head out this one b*t*h, yeah, she gagged on it
I cussed my shooter out, 'cause the muthaf**ka lagged on me
You ain't on sh*t, you let a n***a take your strap from you
If you a bad b*t*h, I throw some racks on you
Got it on my own, I ain't never had a big homie
I was in the stu' on Fenton Road, ask big homie
B*t*h, put that broke n***a out, I know you sick of him
A n***a disrespect Gabe name, I'ma spit on him
That Draco get to singin' like Rich Homie
My n***a trip around this b*t*h, he got a brick on him
Catch you a** while you at work, like Craig & Day-Day
Made it rain 100 somethin' shots, I had to play Ray J
I was young as hell on [?] Drive, free that n***a AK
Free DJ out that b*t*h, I'm finna make a JPay
Kobe Bryant, 81 shots, that's what I call my AK
I'm doin' the race in a R/T, b*t*h, I feel like Tay-K
I think I want some head out your b*t*h, let me call up Kay-Kay
Man, I ain't never did a scam, my name ain't Teejay
I got a lot of cake on me, b*t*h, and it ain't my bday
Shoot a n***a 22 times, free that n***a Cdai
I'm sellin' everything, b*t*h, my name EBay
I'm finna eat this b*t*h pu**y, 'cause it taste like Cheesecake
Huh, we can go hit-for-hit
Every gun I ever f**kin' had, it came with a stick
I knew my lil n***a was hittin' the road, he came with a b*t*h
No, he wasn't doin' credit cards, he came with a Pit
No, I ain't got to co-sign, I got a 20 strip
Lyin' a** n***a talkin' 'bout he sold 20 bricks
Everything I got to hustle for, and I ain't 26
I was f**ked up, down bad, and they ain't give me sh*t
You should cut that b*t*h off, she tried to give me lips
Shoot that n***a dead in his sh*t if he ever snitch
B*t*h, I'm throwin' big B's and I'll never switch
I was down south at my granny's, she beat me with a switch
You can say I beat that b*t*h a**, I beat her with my d**k
This n***a fresh as hell, but he broke, ain't got 50 cent
Shot all them shots, ain't hit nobody, how the f**k you miss?
You did all that dirt in the streets, how the f**k you snitch?

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