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You ain't do it by ya lonely (Ooh) You ain't gon' stay down, man, he folded I really thought that nigga was my homie You ain't do it by ya lonely Two tone Glock and it's customized Baby choppa on me came from the Russian guys Stay in the trap, no, you can't come inside Standing on me, they like, "Who brought the gun inside?" Look at me now, I'm feelin' like Busta Rhymes Smoke out the pounds, come and shop anytime Mini Uzi gon' blow like a dandelion I'm on the drugs, I can't feel again I'm feelin' like 50, I'm rollin' wit' many men Kaydoo gon' hop out that mini-van Spin on his block, I ain't talkin' no ceiling fans Me and Lil Dre backdoor that crib again Big drums, we ain't playin' wit' instruments Here they come, got 12 tryn' blitz again Ruger or Glock, which one should I pick again? These niggas not trappin', they just tryna fit in Catchin' plays like I play for the Redskins Mask down, send a shot at yo' headband Now that lil' nigga a dead man Hit em wit' Pakk in the trap like the mailman Scoob hit a jugg for ten bands (Ooh) This trappin' ain't you I slide in a coupe I'm off a bar on the moon These niggas never gon' shoot I heard she was loving the crew And you still loving her (Ooh) These niggas not real but you knew I thought you knew, I thought you knew Two tone Glock and it's customized Baby choppa on me came from the Russian guys Stay in the trap, no, you can't come inside Standing on me, they like, "Who brought the gun inside?" Look at me now, I'm feelin' like Busta Rhymes Smoke out the pounds, come and shop anytime Mini Uzi gon' blow like a dandelion I'm on the drugs, I can't feel again I'm feelin' like 50, I'm rollin' wit' many men Kaydoo gon' hop out that mini-van Spin on his block, I ain't talkin' no ceiling fans Me and Lil Dre backdoor that crib again Big drums, we ain't playin' wit' instruments Here they come, got 12 tryn' blitz again I hope these drugs will never end I got yo' bitch, we bagged her friends I said "Oh no" when it jammed I was shooting, that chopper said, "Ooh"