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(HHM) Yeah Aye aye aye aye Aye aye aye aye Aye aye aye aye Aye aye aye aye (Big guns when I pull up in the night) Big guns when I pull up in the night time Glock .9 on my side, with a night sight Red eyes all my life, I could die alright Catch me severing the ties of my lifeline Imma crawl, Imma creep through the pipelines Drip, drop all the water is cyanide 10 dead, killеd a cop, fuck a white life Do or die, I don't givе a fuck, call it suicide Say what I got devil dogs in the gang, say what I'm a devil dog in the game, say what Lay waste, everybody in their graves, say what 10 toes, and a hollow in the face, say what Always got a mask on the face, uh huh Trash be the pack, be the gang, uh huh Doubling the racks in the bank, uh huh Grr-ba, lay your body and it break, uh huh Doubling it up, devil in the cut All my demons on me on the run Ain't no running up 30 put a hollow in your gut Now he throwing up Blicka blocka knocking with the choppa Rip your city up Glizzy with a mac Coming at ya like a task force, bitch I can go and track your body Where your passport, bitch? 12 in the front, so I head to the backdoor 50 in your back, lay your body in the Six Passing through your casket, I'm savage up in the catacombs I never follow voices, my only guide is a bag of bones Casting all my sadness, I'm looking past where the shadows go I'm never feeling sober I'm trying to break out the habit, dog (Blegh) I don't got a soul, only gold that gon' rust up I've been feeling cold, but I swear that the sun up I been seeing ghosts every time that the sun down Body in the snow and you about to get stuck up I don't got a soul, only gold that gon' rust up I've been feeling cold, but I swear that the sun up I been seeing ghosts every time that the sun down Body in the snow and you about to get stuck up (Big guns when I pull up in the night night) Big guns when I pull up in the night time Glock .9 on my side, with a night sight Red eyes all my life, I could die alright Catch me severing the ties of my lifeline Imma crawl, imma creep through the pipelines Drip, drop all the water is cyanide 10 dead, kill a cop, fuck a white life Do or die, I don't give a fuck, call it suicide (Blegh) Aye, aye Yeah, yeah Aye, aye Yeah, yeah Aye, aye Yeah, yeah Aye, aye
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