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(I just told Richie we rich) Okay, okay, yeah You firing at that lil' boy, he a lick, get kicked down Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, I got them choppers out Okay, what's up, what's up, what they tryna do? Let's blow it down Okay, doo-doo-doo, blow that shit down, yeah I got this Glock with me, suppressor don't make no sound And if that lil' nigga want pressure, we stretch him out, yeah I told these lil' niggas to catch up, I'm up a mile on 'em Up a mile on 'em, she gon' chase me down, oh She get wet 'cause she like the way I sound, woah Throw that shit, lil' ho, you look like a stallion Yeah, she dig it, think everything I do astounding Can you back up? We get monеy in here, you know they aftеr us Thought you was my nigga, why you Casper us? Woah I can't fuck with niggas 'cause they ask too much, woah Woah, woah, yeah, woah I said free my nigga, he gon' tag for us, woah I got off my ass and got that bag for us, woah These niggas ain't last because they mad at us, woah Okay, okay, yeah You firing at that lil' boy, he a lick, get kicked down Letras de cancionesDoo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, I got them choppers out Okay, what's up, what's up, what they tryna do? Let's blow it down Okay, doo-doo-doo, blow that shit down, yeah I got this Glock with me, suppressor don't make no sound And if that lil' nigga want pressure, we stretch him out, yeah I told these lil' niggas to catch up, I'm up a mile on 'em From Letras Mania