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I was on my level when I came in, I wish a n*gga rule through
He run up I up and bang him, Styrofoam full of mud
Cutting up, n*gga Ian drunk, I’m just buked up. N*gga what? N*gga is you dumb? Is you fucked up? All that lame shit gon get you fucked up. Make my youngins wait outside to get you bust, with them dirty pistols. Walk out then they murk that n*gga, it that murder gang. First it’s me, then it’s Meech, then it’s youngin, murder train. Catch that boy, watch em where his live sang. Pop that boy straight to the nawf, repeat due crack Raising Cain. Hold on, tucked inside my pants I got that Major Payne. (uh uh) Dafu blow out veins. (yeah) Now I shoot slug on fain okay. Hop out buss then aim. (bing bow) Aim & tuck my chain. (No way) Load up then we find his place, spin somebody gon die today. (Bow bow) Send a .62, bang from thе truck, first sound go “boom”. Up close to the leg likе bitch don’t move. Bust one to the head then your whole world doom. 24k be FN. YoungBoy AI stay with red eye and I put shit on the news. Dead guy, tote 40s keep me from fallin, no I cannot lose. Bed side
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