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Woah, woah What that nigga said Man they on some police ass shit Ola Breaking news I see that man Channel 2 (You ain’t gone feed into that shit) That’s a trap man Wanna send a nigga back to chain gang Fox 5, my hood on the television Real mob father henchman that don’t leave a witness I got two guns tatted on me and them bitches glizzies He all on live saying my name, pussy nigga snitchin Where you at? Jumped off that porch I ? my hood hot, call 12 I got the torch Shout out to my momma, she ain’t have no abort I got a paid lawyer, beat them bodies in the court Dead dock, make yo bed rock Pussy get yo dome popped Me and lil Tory in the brick, we beefing stole my daddy blick I told my mans, “Nigga that’s on Sammy, we ain’t goin for shit” And Baba told me, “They can’t stop you like you heaven sent” I’m goin in rushin, bushin, fuck that clutchin Me and ? served our five years, we never told them nothin Letras de cancionesHad to go hard in that paint, first I wasn’t scoring nothin I heard yo big bank gone, you can’t show me nothin My daddy showed me how to cook, I learned how to eat ?, Ola Runt he the resurrection of ? Red ? gave me my oath and now I bang for Pete First it was tied up til I got that Glock and hit a three Sex, money, murder Fox 5, my hood on the television Real mob father henchman that don’t leave a witness I got two guns tatted on me and them bitches glizzies He all on live saying my name, pussy nigga snitchin Where you at? Jumped off that porch I ? my hood hot, call 12 I got the torch Shout out to my momma, she ain’t have no abort I got a paid lawyer, beat them bodies in the court Father cooking cocaine, my grandma sell the same thing Born in this dope game Clean up crew, soap gang OG talk, I soak game Make these rappers tuck chains 730 mean insane Apply pressure you gone feel pain Interrogation, you might say my name Soon as you done, yo ass get smoked up like Mary Jane I was on that Frontstreet with that glass nigga just ask ? You ain’t got no diamonds in yo mouth, yo shit plain jain I was on that back street with them henchman finna bang, bang I slang iron on the street, I ain’t in chain gang Level 5, look me up I’m hard, like they cook up Finna bubble, like they shook me up Tuck yo chain or get it took bitch Fox 5, my hood on the television Real mob father henchman that don’t leave a witness I got two guns tatted on me and them bitches glizzies He all on live saying my name, pussy nigga snitchin Where you at? Jumped off that porch I ? my hood hot, call 12 I got the torch Shout out to my momma, she ain’t have no abort I got a paid lawyer, beat them bodies in the court Ay lil Tay, go get that Glock right quick Then go get the stick We gone let em hit We gone fuckin blitz From Letras Mania