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A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol You used to call me Big, now you call me Mister I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL Shoot him in the face, in the back ... I know where your crib be, I know where your key is Shoot your ass in your mansion' Oh, shitty ass bitch, I change your ass like a Pampers, though Don't you wanna lie to me, nigga Matter fact, nigga, don't wanna fight me neither Blow a nigga body in half, past your leg, past your arm Now y'all niggas handicapped' A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol You used to call me Big, now you call me Mister I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye Letras de cancionesShoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL Shoot him in the face, in the back Chrome full fill, bitch bigger than me ... Rather get caught with it than without it, bitch, you know me A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol You used to call me Big, now you call me Mister I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL My pistol, PISTOL Shoot him in the face, in the back From Letras Mania