Tekst Utworu

Long nights, I was on that block Catchin' heads, goin' to school, dope boy knock All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped In the booth with an 80, I ain't gon' lie Niggas out here really havin' motion, I ain't gon' lie If the sheriffs get behind me in this car, yeah, I won't stop Hit the gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop Big sack on me, nigga, I'm just tryna catch a pop I don't give a fuck who you witness, heard you testified Drac' with the switch on this bitch and it's extra loud Man, I really have my way in this fuckin' town I line his bitch ass up then put him down Nigga, shut your bitch ass up, you still on that pound Bitch pussy wetter than a bitch, yeah, I'm finna drown I don't give a fuck about this shit, I'll put it down Yeah, I really got them G's, but I'll come to put you down Long nights, I was on that block Catchin' heads, goin' to school, dope boy knock All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped In the booth with an 80, I ain't gon' lie Niggas out here really havin' motion, I ain't gon' lie If the sheriffs get behind me In this car, yeah, I won't stop (ayy, ayy, ayy, skrrt, skrrt) Hit the gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop (whew) Drop a dub on your block like it's the black-top (brrt) Brought a ten in the school and had the staff shot (shit) You would think I get 'em gone, Bo swiped his crack rocks Texas de Brazil all-you-can-eat, this ain't no BlackRock (yeah) Out-of-town store green, we hit the jackpot I done gotten better, had a pistol in my sandbox Had a cough for a week, ask the doc, do she have Wock'? Sentence would've been times ten, they found the stash spot (swear) All this jewelry on my body got me gold-blooded 7.62's'll turn a dread head to Joe Budden (whew) Cappin' like we fam or somethin', LOL, whoa, cousin Free Unky, used to beat the pot like it stole somethin' (free Unky) Long nights, I was on that block Catchin' heads, goin' to school, dope boy knock All them niggas play it crazy, got they ass popped (baow) In the booth with an eighty, I ain't gon' lie Niggas out here really havin' motion, I ain't gon' lie (No have, no have, no have) If the sheriffs get behind me in this car, yeah, I won't stop Hit the gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop Put on gloves and the mask every day 'til your ass drop Clap, clap, clap, clap Clap, clap, clap, clap ShittyBoyz, DogShit Militia, what's the deal, Certified?
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