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(Mello made it right) Catch him out and we gon' drop the nigga Got some killers, got some demons, got some shawties with us Once you hit the top, these bitches want to top a nigga And if I ever go back broke, then I'ma rob a nigga You want to gamble with your life, roll the dice then I bet I mac it, with this glizzy, with my right hand If we ain't walking through the back, then we won't go in 'Cause if there's problems, we gon' bring the Smith, the pole in You're a broke bitch, I'm too rude Came a long way from rocking with that deuce, deuce Mathed out, I don't pout, he don't know who, who Fucking with those fakers, hollows hitting you too Bitch nigga, bitches these no soo whoop Nigga come in real, but that really don't fool You can't catch me slipping, no nigga, I'm too cool You bet a hundred with that top, bitch nigga I'm too true R.I.P. dead, took my nigga too soon (Too soon) R.I.P. Tooly, took my nigga too soon (Too soon) This dick ain't for free, no bitch, I fooled you Hop up off that Cudi, hop up in the New School Blew off in a Hellcat, bitch vroom vroom (Vroom vroom) Brand new Glock, quit looking like two brooms (Two brooms) What is ice to a broke bitch, I'm too cool (Too cool) Letras de cancionesAnd if you fucking with them suckers, we don't fuck with you too (Bitch nigga) Catch him out and we gon' drop the nigga Got some killers, got some demons, got some shawties with us Once you hit the top, these bitches want to top a nigga And if I ever go back broke, then I'ma rob a nigga You want to gamble with your life, roll the dice then I bet I mac it, with this glizzy, with my right hand If we ain't walking through the back, then we won't go in 'Cause if there's problems, we gon' bring the Smith, the pole in S.O.B. bitch Even when I'm to the neck, 30 deep bitch It's a lot of shit I won't, I won't leave shit And they don't need to come up court, they all defense You see us all and we beefing, nigga play that And them shooters gon' turn on you, if they ain't fed They comfortable with being broke, 'cause they hate bread And she gon' get it, four hours, I'm on straight meds Me and all my niggas be on dumb shit Worry about no fuck nigga, or no dumb bitch You don't know me bitch nigga, fuck your assumptions And it's us against the world, fuck who you run with What's the point of buying all that ice, if it's tucked in I could get it for the low, nigga, 'cause I'm plugged in Bitch controlling how you move, you niggas be puppets Can't complain about my life, 'cause this what it come with Bitch Catch him out and we gon' drop the nigga Got some killers, got some demons, got some shawties with us Once you hit the top, these bitches want to top a nigga And if I ever go back broke, then I'ma rob a nigga You want to gamble with your life, roll the dice then I bet I mac it, with this glizzy, with my right hand If we ain't walking through the back, then we won't go in 'Cause if there's problems, we gon' bring the Smith, the pole in From Letras Mania