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(Yea) Aye, B, line ‘em up Ooh, catch a n***a slippin like a great white (Ayy) Creepin thru the backdoor, make yo front lawn yo gravesite These n***as b*t*hes and i hate dykes That choppa got a d**k on it like i’m supportin’ gay rights (Goddamn) n***a Catch a bullet like you Jay Wright This shotgun gon’ make a n***a move back (Bow Bow) n***a these ain’t prop guns, you f**k around, get blew back The n***a actin’ like he smokin’ gas but it’s boof pack (On God) My n***a, we don’t do that He got a strap, but he could lose that Lil brodie pull up, take it from you like “Ayy we can use that” (sh*t) The b*t*h just keep on talkin’ out her mouth when she can use that If hoеs came with remotes whеn she spoke; i’d mute that (Sh) They don’t like how i be talkin’, i don’t like to talk Outline his body with hollow tips, i ain’t like the chalk Big $600 shoes she like to walk (She do) Knew she was a hoe she in them heels, but runs like Marshall Faulk (Like Marshall Faulk) We the same color but you could get killed, like my name Adolf (Yea) Yo brother is a snitch but when you see that sh*t; yo name Ray Charles n***as hoes nawl n***as b*t*hes, n***as actin’ like they dogs (Grr) It ain’t no discrimination, we’ll shoot it out with the law (f**k tha’ opps) n***a (Ayy) We’ll shoot it out, with the law (Grtt) The way the pistol buss’, you wouldn’t be ‘round to say “i’m gettin’ off” (My n***a) I ain’t gon’ give no f**k, cause if i do i gotta get involved My n***a called; (What’s the deal foo?) (Ayy Ayy) Not sh*t, n***as on the opp list n***as pocket watchin’, better watch who you go shop with (Ayy) Get a n***a nair with a black Glock, it’s gothic “I’d be lost without you, baby” Singin’ to that b*t*h like Rob Thicke (Like Rob Thicke) I’m prayin’ on my gun, not to god n***a, if i ever hired you to do my work, for me, you’d be fired ‘Cause i need what i desire, people sleep but they ain’t tired (Ayy) Oh these n***as must be high, wipe away them crusty eyes (n***a) (Haha) He alive… and he sayin’ that he not Lock him up, throw the key away These n***as squares if someone box ‘em up (Box ‘em up, B) I’ve never been suprised by a b*t*h that let me f**k I’d be more suprised if a n***a caught me down and let me up (Yea) Close that backdoor, n***a, better keep it shut (Shh) Suppressor on my sh*t so n***as know im finna keep it hush I’m headlinin’ the show, do the promoter know i keep it tucked? (Huh?) ‘Cause it ain’t goin’ up not in this club, b*t*h, i’m heatin’ up (n***a) Ayy, boom without the shaka-laka (Boom) n***a must have thought I was a stain, now i got him moppin’ You can’t speak on jockin’ switch the topic, boy i gotta pop you n***a better take care of his son ‘fore he ain’t got a father (Aye B, line ‘em up) Burner on me, it’s a near reach, hoe, i got the lava b*t*h, i know it’s hot, this ain’t no beanie, this a balaclava (Stupid) Baby, these some $300 jeans i’m hashin’ on I’m passin’ on her friend, i heard, i told her to go pass it on (Go tell that b*t*h) Ooh, catch a n***a slippin like a great white (Catch a n***a slippin’) Creepin thru the backdoor, make yo front lawn yo gravesite These n***as b*t*hes and I hate dykes (These n***as b*t*hes) That choppa got a d**k on it like I’m supportin’ gay rights (Aw nawl) n***a Catch a bullet like you Jay Wright This shotgun gon’ make a n***a move back (Get the f**k back) n***a these ain’t prop guns, you f**k around, get blew back The n***a actin’ like he smokin’ gas but it’s boof pack (Ayy take that sh*t right away, money) Aye, B, line ‘em up
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