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knocktrilla - fabio lyrics

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[intro: k-trilla]
yuh, aye, yuh, aye
290 on top man, f-ck all these rap n-gg-s man
we taking this sh-t serious man
290, 22 shots mane, shoutout blesso, lets go

[verse: k-trilla]
pull up popping out and i got that f-cking nine
if you ain’t talkin money u just wasting my d-mn time
talk sh-t bout lil quez, put the pole at yo spine
all these n-gg-s talkin down so i might commit a crime

and yous lame, pop up out the cut b-tch you gon get flamed
have my shooters pull up to yo block and sn-tch yo f-cking chain
if you f-ck w lil bro keith, you gon catch one to the brain
i can’t do it no more all these n-gg-s they the same

please tell me that this ain’t true, is it true
isn’t you the one who f-ckin’ with my crew
you a fool now you wanna act like we was all cool
my n-gg-s pull up to yo crib and leave yo -ss black and blue

n-gg-s wanna beef, f-ck around you gon’ get lit
always talking stupid n-gg- and you know i hear that sh-t
you got dope, f-ck n-gg- know that i’m gon’ take a hit
no sleep, b-tch i’m up late night i’m whippin’ up them bricks

on my mama, you a hoe, you just trying start some beef
but my choppa it gon go b-tch i’m out here in the street
you ain’t talkin’ sh-t no more lil b-tch i hit you with that heat
say you gon’ get me i’m in yo city every week

- knocktrilla lyrics

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