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Baldy pack, Moski pack
Tayski pack, Lil Rob pack
Wake up ate a bowl of Trixx
While I was blowing on D Thang
Riding down to Steve Drive
Think I'm finna Odee
Took a trip to LA
While Keta, man she throat me
Mask up nigga, gun go click clack
Fuck P Street I ain't with the chit chat
BDK I'm with that
Hollow tips yeah they'll knock off the fitted cap
Drop his ass yeah like a new single
Get it cracking in this bitch like a LEMO
Can't trust a bitch, bitch doing dinos
Man this rap shit boy bigger than Nino
Married to the money, yeah bitch ?
You ain't with the shit boy, you irrelevant
Toting shit that'll knock down an elephant
Smoke dope, sipping lean that's my medicine
Been drilling 10 years, I'm a veteran
Most you rappers, yeah know I'm better than
I'm a loose screw, fuck a savage
I'll get a nigga yeah whacked for that cabbage
Say 51st ain't got no money?
That's like saying nigga I ain't Young Money
Mask up, young niggas on dummy
Catch you in broad day leave him like J-Money
Shots fired, nigga yeah man down
Flee the scene, niggas don't stick around
Get caught, nigga don't make a sound
Niggas put up, yeah when them bodies hit the ground
Niggas mad cause I'm finna take off
Balling hard, nigga like a play off
Act hard but I know they soft
Snitching-ass niggas, I ain't cut from that cloth
Bullets hot, boy, ask Rondo
Shots fired, nigga, no convo
Do 'em like Jake did Alonzo
Hit four niggas, that'll be a combo
Rest in peace my brother Shondale
300K, nigga, die Ls
Heard of young nigga, yeah out of jail
Try to get me, tell 'em "Mission failed"
My name can't wait, nigga where the scale?
Lil Marc, ding ding, ring bells
Free Twilla, free Woo, free Kellz
CPDK, nigga, fuck 12
On the block, nigga like it ain't shit
Hollow tips nigga all in my clip
Thotiana, nigga all on my dick
And my niggas doing drills, you could ask 46
Niggas talking about little Fathead
That right there leave cats dead
Run up on a nigga, hit him in the head
Man down, man down, nigga Code Red
Swear to God
These niggas Fufu gang
Don't make me call my niggas
Tutu Gang, they hang with me
Best believe bro and 'em
Got nice aim
Put your ass on a T-shirt
Nigga fame
Man up, band up, no MUBU gang
Fuck nigga sneak dissing, they ain't in my lane
Flow dope nigga, yeah like cocaine
Killa Kellz, D-Block, he insane
Let these niggas know they ain't ready
50-shot, nigga, yeah it aim steady
Leave the whole city look like spaghetti
My team nigga, yeah we ready
I be rolling on you nigga like a Charlie boy
Catch a nigga, yeah if he repping Folly boy
Pop his ass real quick like a Molly boy
All my young niggas down to catch a body, boy
50-Strong, yeah, you know I fuck with folk
Got a bag then you get poked
Yell "Die Y", you get smoked
Yell "Die Y", you get smoked
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