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VIRGIL GAZCA
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Y no quiero aser le enojar
Le voy a tocar una cumbia
Y se que lo va encantar
I might buck around and pop a jigga
This all make me bop a little
Fuckin on yo bitch I'll make that lil hoe tell you "bye lil nigga"
I push up looking sporty with this 40 and make his face blow
But I'm beatin up these niggas make me screamin'
Fuck Draco
I'm southside steppin' checkin' if they got a problem with me
Bitch I'm ready for beef
I fuck on a bitch, bitch I'm ready to eat I got hustle in me y'all don't want it
I got thangs I gotta get on my chest
I got people that wanting me dead
But they know I'm exchanging a leg
I'm J.F.K hit or hit broad day
Leave him dead boy light up a cup from a purple ray
Bullets went through his vertebrate
Gun him down with a dirty K
I'm from dirty bay what we do with the murder way
No I ain't here to play im here to catch a prey
I might just hit his fame and I got his fucking brain
I'ma count up on a mil then I count another mil again
Spin around your block then I spin around around your block again
I'ma knock that lil hoe down and then I'll knock that lil hoe down again
Take back right to the chopper and guess what cause I knocked that down again
Y no quiero aser le nojar
Le voy entocar una cumbia
Y se que lo va encantar
I'll knock your brains out hoe
I'm packing pills to smokin droe I'm on my Mexican ass shit
I'll pay you in for the load
So if you need it I got it and if it's clean I'ma cop it and
When I need my dick sucked I call yo' bitch cause she rockin'
Ca-ca-catch a plane off a Friday
Either way I'ma buy it
I ain't trippin' what you sayin'
Just don't come out of pocket
Find my case for complaints
Smokin' 20 for a G
I only like expensive weed man I don't smoke cheap
Cause bitch I ain't cheap I'ma spank some weed
You think this is what the memory keep yo bitch on her knees
Make a hoe say please and then the bitch with degrees
I done selled so much weed I could've filled up the seed
It's that big dro D
The hoe sittin' on me
No I don't smoke swishers
Only paper and leaves
I keep some Cadillac keys
I only ride 4 G's and if you wanna whole piece shit
They start at 4 G's huh
Writer(s): Gregory Davenport
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