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Left no tracks Legged it there one time with the spinner, had to head right back You was talking all that smoke 'til you got your bestfriend whacked When the slug just ripped through your joints, fam you don't get them back Sometimes it get like that Let's go trap 36 ones just came right there in the Tesco bags [?], same type Esco had Don't try come with the fire I can't even get no fags Look, my price just went up I'm a classic man I don't chill on the block with the dusty dogs Them broke boys have been chilling for time When I swing around they're like "yo G you gonna live a long time" Some joke men Be out here and they're hoping Got a bruck back with duct tape Take care with it cause it's broken Unruly I don't do a Tom Foolery My niggas came here shining And they're still taking your jewelry Left no trace Went there quick with the wap one time, never left no case Filled that ting to the top, no I never left no space I don't think you're listening rude boy when you step, roll safe Letras de cancionesDidn't want me to start jumping on these trap beats Run up on that nigga with the MAC piece Start dispersing those MAC sweets Broad day Like man's not hot, no Big Shaq and no Asnee One shot, I'll turn his whole head into a pasty, bang Joke men, just walked out of a grow ken That's a grow yard, I got with ya bitch I just walked in like bitch grow them That's forty plants Nigga that's forty bands Manna make the forty dance Bitch they're naughty pants The price just went down I said 2-10 for the Oz But we landed 6 box So for the Oz I only want 1-9s Get food consigned Do moves and shine You got snitch niggas on your team Rat niggas, only real yutes in mine I'm in the booth with with a spliff Or in a coupe with your bitch You niggas ain''t on shit And what nigga? You niggas ain''t on piss Big .44, you niggas ain't on this I'mma slide through and then cock that And then aim that and then bang that stick Nigga it's curtains From Letras Mania