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Rio
Burr gang leave a n***a cold
What's happening Chi Chi
It ain't my business it ain't my beef I ain't on no side
Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
Look you poppin' like the giant he just 4'5''
Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them n***as your size
These n***as gon' end up dead they keep on playin' both sides
These n***as gon' end up dead they keep on playin' both sides
They gon' need a lot of black suits a bunch of bowties
They gon' need a lot of black suits a bunch of bowties
I made it from the streets it ain't no mercy on these streets
Nah
It's hot as mercury these boys'll murk you on these streets
These b***hes double dutch so quick to jump a n***a sheets
Got n***as slick competin' with n***as I ain't even competin'
Facts
If you talk behind my back no need to dap me when you see me
No
'Cause I ain't gon' shed no tear when they pick you up off the cement
A real d**e boy I make it flood in any season
While rappers goin' broke and blame corona as the reason
I showed some n***as cannons they mistook that I was weak
Weak
I told them I was stackin' they just thought that I was cheap
Cheap
If I took it I was mad I still ain't finna give it back
No "Oops sorry my bad" consider that s**t as a tax
Sorry
So buy some Stacy Adams and a couple ties to match
D**n
This MAC came with a shoulder strap the only thing retract
Yup
4PF and 1-0-1-7 four tires we flat
And we ain't with that pitty-pat s**t we rat-ta-ta-tat
Tat
It ain't my business it ain't my beef I ain't on no side
Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
Look you poppin' like the giant he just 4'5''
Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them n***as your size
These n***as gon' end up dead they keep on playin' both sides
These n***as gon' end up dead they keep on playin' both sides
They gon' need a lot of black suits a bunch of bowties
They gon' need a lot of black suits a bunch of bowties
Doin' songs for Gucci Mane now I done ran them stupid bands up
Make Lil Stupid shoot your mans up it's a robbery put your hands up
They see me they switch the channel I'm the real deal Atlanta
Ain't no monkeys in the middle play both sides you get dismantled
Talk my s**t I got my hammer
F**k that b***h I ain't got no manners
Can't hit that s**t that's not my standard
She caught my drift she like my grammar
I keep me a dirty Fanta I'm ridin' 'round in this dirty Phantom
I'm 'bout gettin' business handled I ain't sendin' no worries at 'em
I ain't with no chitter-chatter keep a bad one
Her a*s fatter than the last one
We be takin' s**t no askin' we be breakin' bricks out plastic
Everybody lit go ask 'em I be in the 'Vette the fast one
And I got the C8 you don't wanna see Baby
It ain't my business it ain't my beef I ain't on no side
Y'all got guns and we got guns but we don't post ours
Look you poppin' like the giant he just 4'5''
Told him hit 'em in the leg and make them n***as your size
These n***as gon' end up dead they keep on playin' both sides
These n***as gon' end up dead they keep on playin' both sides
They gon' need a lot of black suits a bunch of bowties
They gon' need a lot of black suits a bunch of bowties
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