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Oh my god, Ronny Ay Yeah, yeah, ay, yeah, ay, what, wait, what, wait, uh, yeah, ay, yeah Ay Price tag make a nigga jump Bitches wanna come through, cause they wanna bum I ain't got no damn time for the beef If you wanna come through, bring it to the street If you wanna come through, I ain't got hands All I really wanna do is go talk bands All I really wanna do is make my bands All I really wanna do is take your bands (ahh) She just wanna go ahead and shake that ass 'Cause she really know a nigga got that class My uzi boutta go and make a nigga go and spazz Wanna go and talk that shit, want smoke (fuck) Bullet on sight, wanna talk that shit, get right Wanna talk that beef, get right Wanna talk that shit on sight (sight, sight) Okay, bitches be trippin', that fourth they be sippin' My niggas they clippin', they dippin' on sight Gotta shoot a fuck nigga up on sight When they take my dope, gotta take it right back for me Young nigga, I've been all about it bitch I could go talk a bitch, I could go wife a bitch I could go simpin' another bitch, taking a bad bitch I've been all about all the shit that I'm (aye) talkin' Laugh at my face, and I'll shoot up the place And I'm killing your momma Your father, your sister Your cousin, your brother Your mother, your father I'm murkin' them niggas, I'm killin' them niggas Okay They, oh, okay I know that they gon', time because I know I Just got no time to be shot, no I couldn't say that but I don't know I gotta, get my way because I Just got so much up in my, mind I could say but I Rather go end out but I, try but I know that I Could say some things but you know Oh wha uh uh oh, bitch I know I could go old Ay, imma go with that today okay, what day
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