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Ok you know I’m with it On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah And you know we having ammunition Know my finger itching Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition I swear we barely had a pot to piss in We were barely living We were tryna get it Anybody get it Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah Ok that draco with that drum will leave a nigga numb, huh Hundred rounds get it done, all kinds of guns, huh Like a pawn shop, thought I was with Jada way my trunk rocked up Big called, cook it up, he say it’s all locked up All heavy artillery, very high up at the embassy The paralyzed feeling me Who is he? Pound a fly nigga in town Play ‘round with me at 12, by 3 he was found Two two three take a tree down, we smoke a tree down Let your bitch catch my kids, yeah that’s a rebound Caught her on the rebound Might smoke a pound with Pound A hundred rounds out of town Letras de cancionesLike fifty thou for my crown I told him boy better not play some’ Get your face done All black, looking like Akon With more than eight guns Said these bullets bigger than Faizon Living wet as a pond Pull out that problem, give ‘em something to hate on My nigga better to beat the trial yeah, they gon’ hate on ‘em And if I want you dead I get my boys to lay on ‘em Where I come from niggas got a lot of hunger If you got it they gon’ want you So you gotta keep it on you Ok you know I’m with it On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah And you know we having ammunition Know my finger itching Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition I swear we barely had a pot to piss in We were barely living We were tryna get it Anybody get it Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah Drum, draco holding a drum Nigga we got plenty drums Two two three got drums nigga We pull up with drums, where you from nigga? Yeah if you ain’t from ‘round here you better not come nigga, yeah Balmain with them shines in ‘em Know we riding with ‘em Probably never ride rental, only if we slidin’ in ‘em, yeah We got so many Glocks, three fifty-seven blocks Three fifty-seven pops, and everybody drops You already know what’s happening ho Pull up with like twenty MACS like we robbed the Apple Store Fill a nigga up with the pump like we in Amoco Rapper of the year, slayin’ trapper of the year I get that pack, it disappear See this the fastest one right here And I don’t like to front, but yeah my engine in the rear If I get mentioned in you killed Big fence around the crib, I got your pension in my ear Keep your distance, I don’t feel ya Aye Pound got that AR, and that R8 Know I’m in that I8 with that 308, don’t violate Broad day, shootout broad day We can go all day I go to sleep, wake up the same way Ok you know I’m with it On every mission you know we ain’t missing, yeah And you know we having ammunition Know my finger itching Know I keep that pistol on me like it’s a tradition I swear we barely had a pot to piss in We were barely living We were tryna get it Anybody get it Yeah, now we havin’ a whole lot of ammunition, yeah Now we having a whole lot of hammers with me, yeah Drum, draco holding a drum Nigga we got plenty drums Two two three got drums nigga We pull up with drums, where you from nigga? We pull up with drums, where you from nigga? From Letras Mania