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I can see it in your eyes your A bitch and your scared Pussy boy you made your pallet now your finna go to bed I be really drilling sober I aint never used a med, wasn't capping When I said that im siked out in the head Think about taking mines were taking groupies your instead Aint no eye for an eye we finna paint the city red Last nigga played with me pussy boy was up in shans Could've killed him when i shot him but aint hit the fucking head But don't think this shit sweet i know where all you niggas staying Fore you bend the block on me remember where your mama laying I wont send no hoe to set you nah thats not how ima play it Ima getcha on my own i wanna watch your blood shed I keep that stick on me i aint lacking that shit dead All these niggas claim they real but to go fucking fed If its smoke then its smoke i know them niggas want me dead But im strapped up like the navy why the fuck would i be scared Fuck a nigga buck a nigga bitch come get your lick back This pole it got two tones this bitch is mismatch He aint wanna fucking move so i made him get back Had to Jet Li a nigga boy this chop got kickback Jdot boy you cutting up, yea i know she did that Knock the meat out his taco, where the fuck his wig at? Bronem got the job done just know that i sent that Nigga said he shot at Meech just know that nigga big cap Never lied in a song all i speak is big facts, when i catch the nigga fats ima push his wig back Hollow tips left him stinking he might need a tic-tac Ima up and start shooting you wont hear no click-clack (On Bro These niggas already know how we fucking rocking like cut off stockings Aint no kush in my pockets just big bankrolls and dirty Draco's Shooters on point they gon move when i say so Lil Jaq in the cut he gon fuck around and give you a halo On gang niggas already know how we coming man Ralo Way Sosa mafia rest-up Jay, whole lotta gang shit Got your dawg in this back-wood bitch)