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You know what the **** goin' on
NLE mother****in' Choppa
The Top Shotta you hear me
I stand on top of shit
We doin' this shit ayy
Go get him go
I whip the pack
like Ike and Tina
I just copped me a Bimmer
A Bimmer
Used to ride in steamers
Steamer I'm hot as jalapenos
Bitch I'm sellin' out arenas
I'm sellin' 'em out they say
He entertain us Entertain
And if you try to tame us
I bet we leave you stained up
Whole lotta sticks in the house
it's a gun show
Bullets get him wet
like a mother****in' poncho
I don't think none
of y'all niggas want gun smoke
Don't second guess this shit
I'm gon' blow Pussy
Whole lotta shots
when it come out the Drac'
Chop a nigga up
then put him in the lake Brrt
Shiesty young nigga
they call me a snake
Ayy **** all that
Trick shoot 'em in the face
Send a hit at five
he was dead by six By six
Got shot seven times
but the eighth shot missed
Nine shots in the clip
could've sworn it was ten
Didn't **** with 12
I was eleven again
I need me a trophy
the best to sin
You niggas ain't straight
y'all lesbians
And **** your dead homie
I'll say it again
If he come back to life
he dead again
Try to fight me
he gon' fight for his life Bitch
Swing with what
I'ma swing with the pipe
He's not cherishin' it
ayy take his life
Straight jacket music
I belong in asylum
Felonies and felonies
this what they keep
on sellin' me Yeah yeah
This recipe is deadly see
I be drippin' like relish be
Ayy ayy
Shoot him in the head shoulda
had on a hard hat Ayy
We finish the beef as soon as
you start that Ayy
Bitch I shoot first
why the **** would
I spark back
If you really a thug
let me see
where your heart at Ayy
If I say catch a body
lil' nigga you catchin' it
If I tell you run off is you
really finessin' it Ayy
If I give you a brick
are you gon' sell that shit Ayy
If you get in a jam
are you gon' start tellin' shit
Where is the smoke
'Cause bitch I'm inhalin' it
Just like the army
we got some artillery
Can they free my dawgs
I'm being sincerely
'Nother opp died a nigga like
Seriously Damn another one
Nigga we shot him
and then we killed his brother
damn
We might as well get the mother
Nigga say he don't
like doing drills I love 'em
If my brothers don't like him
I don't
Somebody tell him he in trouble
I paid too much for my
mother****in' guns
for me to scuffle
Gangster young nigga
I feel like Gucci Gucci
****ed her so hard
left blood on her coochie
Made her said Ooh
put my thumb in her booty
I'll be damned
this dumb ass ho just pooted
Who ain't with the murder
Lil' nigga I kill
That night he died
that was my idea
Told my niggas slide
make sure he don't live
But that's a lil' secret
just keep it concealed
My metal a MAC and I bet I attack
It's a hundred-some shots
in this gat so get back
He thought I was lyin'
that shit was a fact
Got shot in his spine
but you watchin' his back
Nigga say he don't
like doing drills I love 'em
**** you talkin' 'bout haha
Straight straight
jacket music
I belong in asylum
**** a nigga what a nigga
**** a nigga mean
Nigga say he don't
like doing drills I love 'em
Know what I'm sayin' Haha
Straight straight
straight jacket music
I belong in asylum
straight jacket music
I belong in asylum
And lil' Top Shotta bitch
**** you talkin' 'bout
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