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It's Long, man
Hey, man, n***as know how I'm rockin', man
74421 FMB Take Money sh*t, man
Ro, what's up?
Yeah, Long, yeah, Long, yeah, Long
Everything's Khroam in the future
Look

If you with that funk I don't care 'bout your age
Lil' homie 15 and got shot in the face
Disrespect Donte, you shorten your days
Disrespect Tony, meet him in the grave
Smoking your homie, they say the lil' n***a some gas
Young n***as with me, they ready to crash
Hit bro with the TEC and they all threw the flag
Diss for attention, you going out sad, ooh
I'm tryna come up from nothin'
Feelin' like Luther, the way that I'm bustin'
N***a said LongMoney broke, he was bluffing
Now I'm gettin' clout, they my cousins and brothers
Drum on the Drac' so you better be catious
We only finish whatever you started
Shooting so fast, ain't no duck, weave, or dodging
You mention my people, then we get retarded
They took my brother from me for no reason
F**k it, you know, boy, it's time to get even
Hop out the car with the cutter, I'm squeezing
If he ain't dead, ain't no such thing as leaving
Do you understand me? I'm misunderstood
Nickname me engine, I stay in the hood
I go where I want with a gun, yeah, I'm good
I'm a rapper and bodyguard, feeling like Suge
If I front you that pack, run off, you dead
.223 cut off your leg
We hit his arm, chest, head
Scoot up like Lou in the name of my dead
Trappin' ain't dead
These n***as scared, need a brick of that dog
F**k the feds
Been trappin' so hard, been up for days
No time for pu**y, I'm stuck in my ways
These n***as rat, Chuck E. Cheese
I need a couple P's, uh-huh
He know not to f**k with me
The chopper hold double D's
Have you bleeding out burgundy, yeah
In and out surgery
Bullets burn to a third degree
Turn your block to a murder scene

Don't got a chain, but whenever I get one
You reach for that b*t*h, I'ma cut off your arm
Don't let the smile fool you, I came with a ruler
That tool gon' get me out of harm
They was sleep, I turned on the alarm
Terrorist, I'ma blow like a bomb
Shine bright, I'm right under the sun
Come shop, I need all of my funds
I don't give a f**k where you from
You play with that gang, then you know how we come
We get to loading them guns
Shooting sh*t up 'cause we do this for fun

Look, game ain't a game, better know how to play
Got a lil' b*t*h, say she know where he stay

We gon' follow the car 'til he open the gate
And let the lil' .40 just open his face

Hop out the car, run him down with the K
Get in my way, ain't no way you escape

We hit him up, hit him all in his face
Rrah, then threw the car in the lake

No face, no case, .38 shell, catch a Murder One
Homicide, I ain't leaving no trace
Can't sleep when it's smoke every day in your hood
Can't hustle, can't grind, only option to pray
When the pressure turned up, only option to spray
If a n***a start trippin', we gon' drop him today
Shoot him in the leg, have him hopping away
I can shoot a whole hundred without droppin' the K
F**k the DA, they ain't dropping the case
But I don't give a f**k, I ain't sign anyway
Labels on my d**k, I can sign any day
But I'm signed to the streets, I got bond in the safe

12 tryna hang me, say 15 okay
I laughed and left court, threw the paper away
Pull a Tay-K if they revoke my bond
12 gotta catch me, I'm doing the race
F**k you and whoever rock with you
Make sure they willing to die with you
Make sure they willing to slide with you
Beef with me, easy to die quicker

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