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[bshr]
when we come up yo block, pull that choppa it’s gon’ kick
don’t you play, you might get shot, got the choppas with the d+cks
shoot yo’ shot it’s gon’ get blocked, boy you playin’ for the knicks
that hoe say she want the c+ck, so she doin’ h+lla tricks

[w.e.d]
she said she a good girl, but she sendin’ h+lla pics
if i pull out the choppa, know i will not miss
you know she give good head, ’cause she got big lips
said she won’t f+ck with bloods, said she only f+ck with crips

[bshr]
that boy know my bars too sick, no he can’t do it like this
yeah i’m talkin’ my lil’ sh+t but nah bro bro, this ain’t no diss
kicked that hoe up out my crib, she mad ’cause she won’t get kissed
out here gettin h+lla rich, i’m the king and you my kids

[w.e.d]
lil’ bro just got gunned down, he been walkin with a limp
and i stay on demon time, can’t be actin’ like a simp
keep flippin’ these hoes, i be actin’ like a pimp
that girl for the streets, told her not to even trip

[bshr]
yeah i’m pullin’ her track, yeah her weave get sn+tched
told her get back, ’cause she gettin’ attached
bringin’ that crack, boy you might smacked
know i got a gat, on yo’ block we clap
[w.e.d]
movin’ that dope, we be movin’ that pack
wipe ya’ ass down, we don’t cut no slack
bust her ass down, we gon’ bring her right back
sippin’ on purple, i’m sippin’ on act

[bshr]
i got the racks, you ain’t got it like that
came out the dark, lil’ something like bat
gettin’ up gwap, yeah i’m gettin’ them racks
keep up the cap and i bust at ya’ hat

[w.e.d]
he act too swazey, he forgot the code
yeah i just switched the flow
c+ck it back, i’mma reload
yo’ b+tch she already know…

[bshr]
beat that b+tch back in my humble abode

goin’ too crazy, they say that i’m throwed
i got ya’ hoe and i’m bruisin’ her throat
i got the bag and i’m hittin’ the store
he run his mouth, now he lay on the floor
he switch the flow and go back and forth…

[w.e.d]
we run it up and we go do a show
my diamonds so icey, they glisten and glow
movin’ that cheese, i’m movin’ that dough

run in his sh+t, we kickin’ the door…

[b+tta]
that girl rubbin’ on me, she makin me grow
she throwin’ it back she givin’ me more
i nuttin’ in her, had to run to the store

i got a big ego she callin’ me c+cky…

[bshr]
n+ggas be hatin’, they know that they not me
f+ck a latina, she callin’ me papi
n+ggas be clones, they stay cl!ckin’ copy

[w.e.d]
beat her ass down, she callin’ me rocky
she give me that toppy, sloppy
all they gonna do is mock me
at a red light but that ain’t gonna stop me
[bshr]
do you understand? other words, do you got me?
don’t gotta try, do this sh+t like a hobby
they do that white, call ’em whitney and bobby
i got some hoes, told ’em wait in the lobby

[c rich]
i’m k!llin’ these rappers, i’m takin’ these hoes
n+ggas they mad they can’t get those
i pull out the choppa, and that boy froze
me and my n+ggas, we stand ten toes

when n+ggas see us, they always get shook
ya’ boy is a sun, i’m feelin book
a n+gga on top, come take a look
i’m new to this sh+t, i guess i’m a rook

[bshr]
better watch ya’ b+tch, before she get took
call me chef b, ’cause i’m ’bout to cook
he stealin’ my style, i call him a crook
we runnin’ the beat and it ain’t got no hook

[b+tta]
i’m layin’ it down, i’m givin’ the wood
this boy actin’ crazy go back to ya’ hood
she ain’t talkin dirty, i wish that she would
she wanted to stay, she misunderstood (she misunderstood)

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