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Yeah im cookin up radiation Call me a microwave Niggas talking they feel it But they dont feel the same If he popping the pistol he bet not hesitate I been waiting on granny up at the heaven gates I know you understand struggle you gotta feel our pain To much i did for the streets But they dont feel the same Its okay ima get it one of these days To much i didnt do for granny Cant feel the same All this pain in my soul it corrupted my spirit I'm numb to these feelings I had See I come from the trenches where niccas been robbing And stealing to make a lil cash We was just hoopstars now we jack boys Man it happened so fast We was just down bad Now we up 10 Bitch I been in my bag Bitch I've been in the lab cooking up the pressure Now all of my oppositions sick Wanna kill me I always keep a stick Ease my mind I'm downing the whole 5th Smoke with me man I gotta hit a spliff In the trenches I'm asking where you went Cuz all my life this always where I been Vegas raised me I always had to sin Pray to god forgiveness what I get Bent the block I had to spin again Killed my uncles I gotta go avenge In my ford I always keep a blick With my brother we sliding off a X We together they call us double threat Tell him chill Im riding by myself Get him lifted I never needed help 4.5 Coughing it put em in a coffin Why he talking he couldn't been the problem He a bitch he had to be the target 9PM watch this pistol get to sparking Slugger on me this Nina get to barking Back in traffic this henny gone relax me How you with me but said I was toxic Running back don't got time for the nonsense CMC keep it pushing regardless Seen the chain now you think that I'm flawless Been a while since I seen a bitch with me They ain't loyal they sneaky they envy But I fuck em regardless want plenty In my kitchen I'm cooking with henny Cuz I heard that henny thing possible Get the money gone flip quick audible Moving fast tell the gang gotta vamonos If you staying you staying you outta know CMC kept it solid for to long Jewelry on us We got to much jewels on Gold it's flooding i got me a pool on Where the bbq cooking like coals now Tell em get up We up with the boss now Hit the mall spend a rack watch us ball out Yeah im cookin up radiation Call me a microwave Niggas talking they feel it But they dont feel the same If he popping the pistol he bet not hesitate I been waiting on granny up at the heaven gates I know you understand struggle you gotta feel our pain To much i did for the streets But they dont feel the same Its okay ima get it one of these days To much i didnt do for granny Cant feel the same
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