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Balenciagas, Biker denim jeans up in Louis v These niggas hollering all this fuckin hatred but they envy me I heard you really out here trying to bubble baby cop a p Move like master p you ain't gettin money Nigga have a seat Shoot you in yo dome send you home call the Calvary Beating on my chest gorilla gang we ain't bought to beef Hitchu in yo teeth lose yo teeth call you dz You niggas really out here trying to flex wearing cz's 100 bo's in this new trap ain't no TV I heard you out here looking for some money come and see me Ion gotta beef it's to much money in these streets I'll never put no money on yo head I'll just creep Smith & wesson 40 Knock a nigga dead up out his sneaks Feeling like I'm meech you niggas know I really got that reach You gotta hit the v 1000 blues ah put you on yo feet Call my nigga p hell snatch a nigga out his keys Call my nigga Regg have you missing like his teeth Ian smoking Regg but you know I'm blowing out the ep Balling like I'm meech about to take a trip to the v Call my nigga tae he'll put 3 holes in yo face About to do the race Cuz my nigga ain't gone catch no case All y'all niggas fake counterfeit niggas in my way Talking bought a play then we bought to fly out to the bay Hit the interstate call and say ill be back in few more days While I'm outta state call my nigga rell to watch the safe Iaint finna play run up on me wrong you get laid Call that Nigga mar swear to god he'll spray you in yo face Balling like I'm curt I just blew a 3.5 to the face Call my nigga shawn I just had to ship it in the mail All you niggas snails welcome to the Mo were we raising hail Hitchu wit them shells call my nigga 64 for them bails All y'all niggas leaches heard you snitching in them fucking cells
Writer(s): Antonio Hall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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