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Mmh, hmm If they body, I'm gon' Wow, I ain't know I was this, ooh If they, wow (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) They ain't know I was, hmm If they body drop, I'm gon' smile Wow, they ain't know I was this violent If they body drop, I'm gon' smile Wow, I ain't know I was this violent, huh Bitch, I'm St. Louis off of Players Club, huh Shoot a deuce up, it make me feel good, huh Then your bitch give me neck and it's real good Dependin' on how many Percs I pop, I might tear up, huh We don't shoot off in the air, this ain't New Year's, huh We ain't shootin' off no flares, ain't no SOS, huh He is not bulletproof, ain't no S on chest, huh I don't sip Kryptonite, bitch, just Wockhardt, huh Lil' ho just did some weird shit, made me block her, hmm Keep that bitch usin' no hands, playin' soccer, huh Grab that bitch with both hands, had to dutch it Pussy almost so good, speak in public, hmm I don't cheat the grind, Chris Douglas, hmm If I'm here or Dubai, I get money, huh Boy, you on the sideline, I get buckets, huh Letras de cancionesBeen bustin' it since '09, hit my Dougie, uh (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) Been bustin' it since '09, hit my Dougie, uh Dog food on my side like my buddy, uh Trust my hustle same way I trust my brother, uh Bust your head same way I bust that brick open Bust your lil' homies, bust your big homies Big FN on me, same way your bitch on me Icy kit on me, and that shit on me Boy, I'm shit talkin', bitch, you dick suckin' Bitch, I'm shit talkin', boy, you dick suckin' All them niggas that you with, they never did nothin' Huh, if you gettin' money, how come you ain't spend nothin'? You be on the block like I be on it, you ain't spinned one Fuck it, bust a U-ey, let me hop out I'm gon' do it, they won't do it, make 'em pop out, hmm Shoot twelve at his kufi, make him cop out Mmh, hit his bitch from the back, make her tap, tap, uh Her lil' booty is the only thing gon' clap back, huh I keep tools in each and every one of my backpacks, huh Tell my cousin get it crackin', I'm a Blood, get it brackin', hmm Hit Choppa Lee to bring that gas mask, uh 'Bout to stop smoking squares 'cause I'm tired of 'em Same time, start smokin' squares 'cause I'm tired of 'em, hmm Told that boy that he was pressure, they done lied to him, huh I'm the main nigga pressure in my bity, ayy, huh Huh, lay the law, nah, nigga, I don't fuck with it I don't wanna hit that pussy if I can't get rough with it Knuck if you buck, if it's up, then it's stuck with me Knuck if you buck, if it's up, then it's stuck with me, damn If they body drop, I'm gon' smile Wow, they ain't know I was this violent If they body drop, I'm gon' smile Wow, I ain't know I was this violent, huh Bitch, I'm St. Louis off of Players Club, huh Shoot a deuce up, it make me feel good, huh Then your bitch give me neck and it's real good Dependin' on how many Percs I pop, I might tear up, huh From Letras Mania