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Nathaniel Armstrong
Nathaniel Armstrong
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Nate Slackz
Nate Slackz
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Dre Moe
Dre Moe
Producer

Lyrics

Uh He say that he real huh Said his name weighing heavy Wanna even the score When it comes to the war Boy you ain't ready Wanna get in the field huh Tryna get him a metal That nigga's a bitch And he scared to click Only scaring his friend like that young nigga Melly (Ha) I don't fear nothing but God He barred he a shooter But only on COD Got a stick with a mod He gon call up his mob You think that you hard Like BlueChew.com You be snitching and writing them statements Pray to God I don't catch me no cases Got the mop, I just want them blue faces Had a jay and my mom tried to lace it That fucked me up This is somebody I love Somebody that I'm supposed to trust Man what the fuck You thinking you had it rough I was getting dogged as a pup Go head and lie about how you at war You be thinking death cool til he knock at your door You made the call now you can't take it back Flexing his strap, beat his ass and I'm taking that Kid don't play lil nigga I'ma class act Run down on em, lil nigga where the strap at Stick his ass up, lil nigga nigga where the bag at Put a different type of strap on his muthafuckin dad hat (Damn) Oh My God Did I really just say that Damn He say that he real huh Said his name weighing heavy Wanna even the score When it comes to the war Boy you ain't ready Wanna get in the field huh Tryna get him a metal That nigga's a bitch And he scared to click Only scaring his friend like that young nigga Melly (Ha)
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