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(You stupid ass lil' boy) Bitch, move somethin' A-bitch, huh Make her put them A-bitch, move somethin' Ayy Uh, huh Break a brick down, huh, serve somethin' Throw them Ruccis on your whip and then swerve somethin' Bust that nigga in his ear because he heard somethin' Don't give that bitch you with a dime until she earn somethin' Make her put them pills on the road, bitch, move somethin' Show them boys you ain't no ho, go'n and shoot somethin' Fuck that dissin' on them songs, nigga, do somethin' Huh, I'm on the block with 'bout two hundred I got new money, Trem got shootin' money M got old money, Wildman got 'bow money I fucked your bitch and snatched her soul, now I got your money And your ho money, now you got no money, hmm Don't want that pop unless I put some drop up in it, huh Bet top dollar that my pops'd fuck your pops up, nigga I said Skilla daddy gone, so we gon' share my papa, nigga And if you fuck 'round with lil' bro, we tear your block up, nigga Huh, chopper and the Glock the size of Andy Milonakis, nigga Letras de cancionesI sip lots of Wocky and my pockets got that guap up in 'em I don't fuck with thots, most of 'em blocked after my cock up in 'em, bitch It's a bunch of snakes up on your squad, how is you rockin' with 'em? Lame ass nigga, "What you claim?" ass nigga I'm a 7 Mile Capernilla gang member, drop a fella Fuck a nigga mama, then make her cook me hot spaghetti My big brother richer than you niggas, he just drop baguettey My lil' nigga not your big homie, y'all tryna cop a prezi' Ain't worried 'bout keepin' it copacetic, we hold choppers steady Walk around with him, no CC dubs, tryin' not to get arrested Can't not be ready, we got scopes on them bitches with the legs Lil' blood watchin' for the feds, your baby mama playin' my dreads I fucked her in your bed, she don't even give you head Lightskin nigga, you red, front your move, you dead Write on a nigga like lead, looseleaf paper, get shred All these cans make a keg, make sure my niggas fed Yeah, hmm Green beam of the infrared Triple beam of the fishscale Foreign whip, I'm a fishtail Unc' tellin me brick tales, huh Break a brick down, huh, serve somethin' Throw them Ruccis on your whip and then swerve somethin' Bust that nigga in his ear because he heard somethin' Don't give that bitch you with a dime until she earn somethin' Make her put them pills on the road, bitch, move somethin' Show them boys you ain't no ho, go'n and shoot somethin' Fuck that dissin' on them songs, nigga, do somethin' Huh, I'm on the block with 'bout two hundred I got new money, Trem got shootin' money M got old money, Wildman got 'bow money I fucked your bitch and snatched her soul, now I got your money And your ho money, now you got no money, hmm-hmm From Letras Mania