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[intro:]
sco’
uh
sco’

[chorus:]
uh, i be wit’ some real deals
told my shorty, “go and shoot,” i bet he go do it
told lil’ shorty, “go up on that mission,” he ain’t go through it
i be wit’ some real k!llas, i be wit’ some real deals
strip ’em like a stripper, where that sh+t at?
why you drop the lo’, i swear we finna’ k!ll ’em, where that b+tch at?
uh, we don’t trust n+ggas, you can’t hang around
do a wrestlin’ move, wwe, pin ’em down
uh, put his ass down
[verse:]
hid him in the dirt
we gon’ have this conversation cut short like a skirt
we slide on opps like a 9+5, it’s time to go to work
i got a 30, foe’nem got a 30, ain’t talkin’ bout no percs, n+gga
f+ck a perc, n+gga
bunch’a switch glocks, wе got opps in different hoods
so it’s time to switch blocks
shot too many shots, up out thе glock
it got my wrist hot
i’ll never tell, lips sealed, like a ziploc, n+gga

[bridge:]
money got bigger
pipes got bigger
he dissed the guys, so his life got thinner
w got bigger
i’m a real winner
came straight from h+ll
i’m a real sinner

[verse 2:]
folks got dizzy on they block, he a real spinna’, uh
off the heezy, hittin’ tops when we k!ll n+ggas, uh
shorty head hot, guess i gotta’ chill n+ggas, uh
we takin’ on his block, i gotta’ smack a [?] n+ggas, uh
mask up like scream
we gon’ shoot him ’till he scream
i be slidin’ with this mop, shoot the block ’till it’s clean
flip, flip, switch glock, mini machine
put a stock up on my glock so ain’t no missing
if he tweakin’ with the guys, then you go missing, disappear
poof, he in the sky, get him outta’ here
folks be doin’ tricks, so we gon’ cheat, we ain’t playin’ fair
we [?] all the opps, put his ass in the air, uh
everyday on 59th, wit’ a glock, uh, yeah
everyday on 57th, look for opps, uh, yeah
you would think he jumpin’ rope, how i make him hop
you would think he in the nba, the way i make him flop
bro just came and asked me, “how i’m feelin’?”
told him, “d+mn, i’m chillin’, i wanna’ catch a opp and put him to the ceilin'”
said, “let’s spin they block”
“we gon’ k!ll all mens and no women”
everyday i wake up mad ’cause they livin’, let’s get ’em
[chorus:]
uh, i be wit’ some real deals
told my shorty, “go and shoot,” i bet he go do it
told lil’ shorty, “go up on that mission,” he ain’t go through it
i be wit’ some real k!llas, i be wit’ some real deals
strip ’em like a stripper, where that sh+t at?
why you drop the lo’, i swear we finna’ k!ll ’em, where that b+tch at?
uh, we don’t trust n+ggas, you can’t hang around
do a wrestlin’ move, wwe, pin ’em down
uh, put his ass down

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