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We got glocks and 9's And we got 223's Momma knew no telling what the streets a do to me Member when they killed my lil cuzzo for his jewelery Since that day I made a promise to myself I never let em catch me lackin with no stick I never let no pussy nigga rob me for my chip Swear I take a nigga life before he turn me to a lick Cause I got murder on my mind and got like 30 in this clip I'm a real gutta nigga I keep that 30 on my hip Them niggas plotting pistols barking choppa sound just like a pit Dare a pussy nigga try me I'm gone smoke him like a zip Have his babymomma weeping and his homies tweeting RIP Off the rip dawg I could never fake the funk Really in the field yall pussy niggas couldn't bang with us Yall bustas couldn't hang with us Yall lil boys just ain't hard enough Really from the hood I'm talking soda in the water cup Really from the hood I'm talking finna flip this ebt And any rapper standing in my way getting DDT'd Been thuggin since a younging it ain't nothin I'm Mclovin got a line bitches waiting on me longer than the DMV I know they hearing me Yeah it's Batchi nigga Flow so cold you swear that bitch was good at hockey nigga Flow so fuckin nice don't know no rapper that can stop me nigga That's why every bitch up in my section wanna top me nigga And gauarnteed I make them bitches do it sloppy nigga Then I bend her over beat that busy like I'm rocky nigga For a pussy nigga something stocky in the choppy Just a message for a hater who wanna try me nigga Cuz we got glocks and 9's And we got 223's Momma knew no telling what the streets a do to me Member when they killed my lil cuzzo for his jewelery Since that day I made a promise to myself I never let em catch me lackin with no stick I never let no pussy nigga rob me for my chip Swear I take a nigga life before he turn me to a lick Cause I got murder on my mind and got like 30 in this clip Sometimes I think about my life though it ain't right If I had a second chance I'll do it twice cause I ain't really been the same since they ran up on me that night So if nigga want my chips, then he gone gone gamble with his life Roll the dice then nigga... You don't wanna meet my right hand nigga He gone squint when he scoping like a light skin nigga Them boys creeping trynna shorten up yo lifespan nigga Granny used to keep that bible on that night stand nigga I hope it save me, cause I can feel them demons lurking lately No if ands, no maybes, war ready when shit crazy uhhh And if I gotta serve em it's gone be more than a sample Highkey the next nigga try me gone be the perfect example Since that day We get paid and keep a watch out for them haters Make these bitches double back It's safe to say they caught the vapors Cause I used to wanna hit, and maybe almost would of wifed Now I only send reply when shortyy asking for the pipe And If that nigga in my circle then I know that he gone ride Vice versa imma slide Before I even ask em why I got hate up in my heart And got my team up on my flesh Disrespect and he get checked I'm really on a these niggas necks Fades Nigga Cuz we got glocks and 9's And we got 223's Momma knew no telling what the streets a do to me Member when they killed my lil cuzzo for his jewelery Since that day I made a promise to myself I never let em catch me lackin with no stick I never let no pussy nigga rob me for my chip Swear I take a nigga life before he turn me to a lick Cause I got murder on my mind and got like 30 in this clip
Writer(s): Boris A A Wouters, Igor J M Wouters, Odin R W A Wijnhoven, Maurice Dolmans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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