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Blaaw! [Verse 1:] Nigga who you think you fuckin' with? You ain't no killer I put slugs in niggas opposite leg to get my skrilla Does a blackflip pull out my gat and blow your ass Twenty paces nine millimeter slugs up in they faces Ain't no nigga living alive that could vibe And have me caught up in some bullshit I eat your ass up with the full clip The giggidy giggidy giggidy gangster from the eastside of the Bay Ballin' outta the hooptie with the 50 clip A.K. Blaaw! Niggas don't wanna fuck with me Infared was up in your eye when you rolled up to me I have one bullet up in the chamber ready to put your ass to rest You was strapped with a bullet proff vest and it still went through your chest You fail to realize the size you fuckin' with a killer Boss mobster known to be effective figure [x5] [Hook:] Don't cry when me bleed ya, LR nigga don't let me break you down [x3] [Verse 2:] Don't be fuckin' with my emotions playa Cause a nigga will cut your balls off and feed 'em to you I'd love to do you with this big ass tech to get motherfuckin' respect Letras de cancionesWoo-ha put your ass in check Leavin' you hoppin' down the street with half your ass hangin' up off your back So hold your motherfuckin' nutsack I'm off the yack nigga Put your dead homey up in my seat Open up the door and throw his ass out on the concrete See you can't fuck with a killer though YOu catch me bailin' parlayin' but I have to blast at you nigga though Keep it on your ass on the slundin' with the beenie Keepin' you motherfuckers two dollars short of a martinee I'm a straight soldier motherfuckin' player shotcaller boss baller Poppin' muy fuckin' collar hopin' you niggas is feelin' me cause I'm born to die Catch me runnin' in handcuff don't ask me why [Hook:] [Verse 3:] Circular game for murderers coke dealers and deez Gotta get my uzi for niggas that got that love for me Gotta pay my dues in this shit can't get the game for free So at the age of 14 a motherfucker was slangin' D And I've been gang related ever since I came out the womb of my mama Readly for the motherfuckin' drama Seen this Cherokee they start shootin' this bike Will see I hopped out of the hooptie to take they motherfuckin' life Got to bustin' apon they ass with the 4-4 watchin' 'em flee Harder to kill than your average motherfuckin' G Suprise niggas I got you cocked up in sight And Im hopin' I got your punk ass won't be makin' home tonight You cryin' homie that on the reala nigga you fail to realize the size You fuckin' with a killer [Hook] From Letras Mania