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Cook that shit up, Quay Earthquake cut up on the beat, earthquake cut the fuckin' beat, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot They don't know if I did it or not They don't know if he make it or not Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die And blood on my side, he wipe when I snot Don't you cry finna die, you better go slide Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih Put my dick in her hand, make her jerk that shit Put syrup on my dick, I don't fuck with the shit Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch 'Cause I charge on the brick, 'cause I'ma smack it Slap it, I ain't got a big homie, I 'on't listen to my daddy I remember them days I been ratchet Now when you look at my wrist it's a Patek In the Demon and you know I'ma smash it Give us a brick and you know we gon' wrap it These special drugs, you know that we packin' Take care of the pack like it was a nanny Few months ago, I got hit at the Grammys Letras de cancionesThat shit was too boring, I'm whorin' and askin' Two M in these door, I'm door dashin' She dropped to the floor but the gun keep clappin' Why the fuck would I stop 'cause I want a overkill My homie said that's a dumb idea So I put him on the shit back, call him diarrhea Don't call me slime, slatt, I'm a crip Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot They don't know if I did it or not They don't know if he make it or not Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die And blood on my side, he wipe when I snot Don't you cry finna die, you better go slide Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih Put my dick in her hand, make her jerk that shit Put syrup on my dick, I don't fuck with the shit Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch I was missin' at first but the shooter kinda grow Bitch fuck my bro but a ho gon' be a ho My trap stay jumpin', got my deals on the low Talkin' 'bout [?], but he really want coke If the opps at the party, I'm leavin' the party Get in my car and then shoot up the party Fill up the clips, .223's in my cargo Put shots out the hip, have 'em runnin' retarded I'm ahead of my time, I'm advance with murder Don't bring his name up 'cause I murked him All of my niggas, they slide of a purpose Do one of us and you dyin' and hurtin' Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot They don't know if I did it or not They don't know if he make it or not Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die And blood on my side, he wipe when I snot Don't you cry finna die, you better go slide Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih Put my dick in her hand, make her jerk that shit Put syrup on my dick, I don't fuck with the shit Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) I'ma shoot the spot Hundreds shot, I'ma shoot the spot NLE Choppa Better start crack up, whippin' the pot Better start crack up, whippin' the pot Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot I murk that stupid with the pot From Letras Mania