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June on the beat, don't shoot him in the street He asked me to put him on, I gave my brother the SIG He stripped blood, doubled back, and cashed me out for the stick Pacquiao for the bitch, her snot box on numby If paisa playin' with paper, how you not gon' bust him? Lil' lipo-sucky, heard the five-oh want me We know you fuck with the suckers, you can die slow for him Call up Pablo for me, Peachy cop them things It's imported from the border, Ford, follow your dreams Gangland Landlord is what I solemnly bleed You need a body barbecued, then you should lock in with me Drop him for cheap, my ahki got a jumper on fleek You front on these beats, knowin' you ain't cut from these streets The come-up was sweet, VS1's come with a yeek You was smiling while I was down and ain't do nothing for team Threw on the cleats, put in work, ain't nothing for free Made him take his jewelry off while niggas ran in his jeans, yeah Been on that field trip a hundred times Throw a hundred shots for any y'all that's one of mines, baby Niggas'll give a statement 'fore they do the time, baby Ruined his reputation, that's a suicide, baby, yeah Been on that field trip a hundred times Throw a hundred shots for any y'all that's one of mines, baby Niggas'll give a statement 'fore they do the time, baby Ruined his reputation, that's a suicide, baby We them niggas, who can argue with that? You taking field trips with rats like you ain't smarter than that Parked the load down the street and we just jogged to the trap Damn near fainted, seen a hundred large fall in my lap Hung up on the hook-up, why this bitch keep calling me back? She told me you speaking wet, just nigga soggy for that Murder happen every daily, we don't talk about that I think his lil' girl was present when his body collapsed, damn These lil' niggas slimy and they ain't playing It's hard to comprehend 'til they walk up on you and blam If ever it should jam, then cock it and try again You ever in that jam then attorney start off at ten, nigga Been on that field trip a hundred times Throw a hundred shots for any y'all that's one of mines, baby Niggas'll give a statement 'fore they do the time, baby Ruined his reputation, that's a suicide, baby, yeah Been on that field trip a hundred times Throw a hundred shots for any y'all that's one of mines, baby Niggas'll give a statement 'fore they do the time, baby Ruined his reputation, that's a suicide, baby
Writer(s): Timothy Patterson, Charles Earl Washington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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