Letras

It's 1st Born baby Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne If these dumb-dumbs go to your head Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn Yo Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne (yeah) If these dumb-dumbs go to your head Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn I was in the bando, just flying out bricks (I was flying out bricks) Had to put it on pause Broski said it's a small violation Jumped out the whip, started firing out corn (boom) Buss what? Rude boy, you must be watching porn 32 shots in the scorpion clip You don't wanna feel Satan's spawn (uh) The bro said that you're blocks been gone for a minute Don't worry, I'll make it warm (facts) Watch how I skid 'round the corner and crash this whip (skrr) I'ma shake the floor, ay Pussy, your friend got bullied He ain't span back on the block since then Know that beef with the gang's intense You a real athlete how you hop that fence Mence, see how your boy got drenched (uh) How come your turn famous, then gangster it ain't making sense Think that he wanna be 50 cent (I think that he wanna be 50), trust Think that he wanna be Curtis Load up this 9x19, 13 times, let's see if it's workin' (bow) Man sleeps with a bat with two of the gang Put ten in his back like Sterling See how I whip this white girl, same way I whip the German What goes up, must come down, like the wall in Berlin Last year, I made a half a mill', little nigga was so determined I jumped off the porch got the phone line twerkin' (brr) I was puttin' that work in (twerk) Feed a frog and then leap like Kermit I slide 'round there in person, 'Velli Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne If these dumb-dumbs go to your head Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn I was in the bando, just flying out bricks (I was flying out bricks) Had to put it on pause Broski said it's a small violation Jumped out the whip- One by one or two by two Just bring your whole crew they can all get bullet Them man there weren't raised like us Probably why they're soft like cushions (uh) Stop talkin' gangster, everyone gangster, ti-til' a life get tookin' Homeboy got shot and turned to the feds When he knows he shouldn't Smokey, got the drop from cons, he's doin' up road on his ones I don't know how - didn't really get smoked, he should of got turnt to runse Certain man they ain't still returned my call They got some outstanding funds You don't want me pullin' out outside, mums I don't throw kicks like a Shaolin Monk Finesse me are you fuckin' dumb? (Dumb) Fireman walked in with two sticks and he ain't know he ain't playin' a drum (du-du-du) Meet me at the Metra 'Dam (yeah) Bad bitch, she need Saint Laurent She wan' come through, so I made her come Show me how you shake that bum She ain't greedy, I'ma break off some, 'Velli Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne (yeah) If these dumb-dumbs go to your head Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn I was in the bando, just flying out bricks (I was flying out bricks) Had to put it on pause Broski said it's a small violation Jumped out the whip, started firing out- Opp block bally on me like I'm Unknown T, but I'm Jason Bourne (yeah) If these dumb-dumbs go to your head Fam, you're dead, you won't respawn Yo
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