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Young nigga totin' the rod You would think a nigga fishing Young nigga but I'm different Young nigga.. I came from rags to riches Young nigga, yea I'm different I came from rags to riches I came from rags to riches, video vixen bitches And I'm shifting And I'm drifting Yea I got the [?], I got the stick on me right now catch a pussy nigga slippin' He like [?] dripping blood That's my brother, John Wicks is blood He a sniper but he be like call me papi Nigga my nigga just caught a elbow, call him Rocky Rocky Balboa I'm goin' hard in the paint, I'm goin' hard in the Range Just bought another Range I just bought my brother a lil' train I just bought my brother a lil' train, yea Cuz it's Christmas I ain't never get nun for Christmas Rocking this blue, but I ain't crippin' Rocking this red, but I ain't blood Nigga this Haiti, it's independent All these mollies got a nigga trippin' Letras de cancionesAll this gonorrhea got a nigga trippin' Drop a nigga like diarrhea when he drippin' Run up on him, then I tip him Free lil' flippa, I'll run up on him then I flip him Catch a nigga, Ima kill him Catch a nigga, Ima hit him Catch a lil' nigga, Ima flip him, yea Catch a lil' nigga, Ima kill him, yea Put that nigga in the dirt Fresh to death, and I'll killed the scene, nigga I pulled out and put it on a shirt, yea I'm walking when I'm stepping when I'm bleeding, I might need a nurse Keep it running I'm walking when I'm stepping when I'm bleedng, I might need a nurse And I'm bleeding concrete, yea That's all in my IV, yea That's all in my body, yea Say rats don't shit Rats don't shit I'm in this shit for a living I'm in this shit for longevity I'm on this shit for long term I'm on this shit for longevity Shoutout [?] And I'm smoking, eating edibles Smoking cookies and I'm eating edibles I eat her lil' pussy cuz that is so edible They knock him off if I tell them too They knock him off if I say so Young nigga I got pesos Play with that pussy but not with your heart Play with that pussy like clay dough Play with that pussy like Play-Doh I just want it more like Klay though My nigga they kill if I tell to My nigga they kill you if I tell 'em to My nigga they kill you if I say so They knock you off if I tell 'em too I was selling them slabs on the avenue I was selling the slabs on the block dawg 1800 that's my block dawg Get your block knocked off, yea I'm freestyling right now, this shit right here off the top This shit right here off the top dawg This shit right here off the top, yah This shit is right off from my noggin Then I just licking the coffee I woke up, I'm licking the coffee Lick the coffee off from off my hand Lick the coffee right up off my hand Lick the coffee, yea I lick the coffee like molly san tan Lick the coffee, molly san tan Lick the coffee right up off my hand Lick the coffee right up off my hand Wake up and I smell the cheddar, yea Got out of jail and now I'm back and I'm better I'm better than ever, I'm better than ever, ya man Sticks in the trunk, I'm feeling like an elephant I feel like an elephant All this Haitian [?], I be looking like a red man [?] Ain't doin' no stressing man Yea, I'm the reverend Yea, I'm the reverend On the court, in these streets like fuck the judge I'm on the court in these streets like fuck the jury I came up snatching jewelry Came up off of snatchin' jewelry Now I be baggin' niggas Now I be wackin' niggas Straight up toe tag a nigga I ain't never had a daddy nigga I ain't never had no pops, yea I ain't never had no heart, yea Nigga, I'll slay my pops Nigga I'll kill my dawg Nigga I'll kill your daughter, yea Nigga I'll kill your mama them Yea, yea, yea nigga you better go and tell your uncle them Yea, lil' Kodak I'm from the projects Yea, lil' Kodak I'm a got damn zombie Lil' Kodak I'm a got damn zombie Lil' Kodak I'm a got damn zombie Nigga I'm a grim reaper I never learned my lesson, somebody didn't need a teacher Fuck the school yea, and fuck the teacher Young nigga, yea I got paper You'll need a damn calculator Just to match up this cheddar yea So you can match up this cheddar yea So you can match up this cheddar yea Flyer than a desert eagle, and I'm totin' Beretta's yea And I'm dancing with the devil, yea Dreads in my head, yea they be looking like devil horns From Letras Mania