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Told you lil bum ass niggas man Fuck out my way man Run with us and get ran over nigga Straight up (Uh)
Mac-10 on the shoestring (Yea) East-side Buffalo, that's how we do things (Huh?) Fuck nigga think I been fucking his boo-thing That bum bitch can't even tie my yeezy boot strings (Hahahaha) A coward die a thousand deaths (For real) This for them niggas in yard doing a thousand sets Keep the .40 tucked down in my sweats Went to Cali, found a sour connect Uh, Dior Homme boxers Bulldog .44 dome rocker (Ooh) Uh, smoke every day like a rasta In the booth I'm a monster, shoutout my nigga (What up my nigga?) In real life I'm really live (Huh?) A nigga violated once and the nigga died (Facts) Free all my niggas doin' 25 (Free the homies) 50 shot drum, hit a nigga 20 times (Yo)
(Ayo), now they back for more Real motherfuckers coming at your door (Yo), you need to practice more This for real, ain't no motherfucking act at all And now they back for more Real motherfuckers coming at your door You need to practice more This for real, ain't no motherfucking act at all
(Yo) blow the dust off the record Truth be told, you ain't saying much off the record god, the booth, you get brushed off the record And it's mad disrespect, rolled the dutch off your record And you a fucking shit sandwich, cut the crust off I bust off, your crew is just bunk, you fucking duck sauce I'm roasting you, heating it up C smash you into pieces then we sweeping you up Easily crushed, we feigning and my legion is tough Indeed you a , achieving a believable rush Pump adrenaline, your melon get touched Rip the lettering off of your birth certificate First slipping the venom and Alert your men and them Old souls remembering Raw shit, I'm tryna see more chips than And you know where my loyalty lies Mentally, I destroy 'em inside Motherfucker
(Yo), (yo) now they back for more Real motherfuckers coming at your door (Yo), you need to practice more This for real, ain't no motherfucking act at all And now they back for more Real motherfuckers coming at your door You need to practice more This for real, ain't no motherfucking act at all
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