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And once your friends your enemies, this shit get tricky, nigga (Tricky, nigga) Get you popped and ask, "Who shot ya?" Like I'm Biggie, nigga (Like I'm Biggie, nigga) OG told me live my life 'cause I'm too risky wit' it (Risky) And I could buy your little house and get your bitch evicted (Fuck it) Bounce that ass, bitch, go on with your bad self Lil' nigga talk crazy, boy, I'll whip you with your dad's belt It's way too much sweat up in your leggings, bitch, your ass smell He moved and thought that heaven was on earth 'til I come add hell Macho man up on the Gram, but is you really that? Better have the legs of Forrest Gump, bitch, when this semi blast (Boom, boom) You is not my mans, might know my hair, but you can't get a dab And she like, "What's your needs, babe?" Not much, but you can give me cash She want me now, but back then, the bitch done did me bad Shopping in Topanga with my bitch, I feel like Trippie Redd A lot of shit ain't adding up and I done did the math A nigga touch my chain up in this bitch, I tear this bitch in half, bitch D-Boii, where that Glock at? It's on my hip, bro Cold hearted, I can't trust shit On my kinfolk Choppa bullets get to flyin' Make 'em get low And I'd never cuff a bitch And I still won't Nigga on the gang Letras de canciones Ask about my name up in these streets, they know I'm certified Pussy nigga speakin' on the dead, then you deserve to die Bro just got the drop, we load up chop, and that's a homicide The truth is time is money, baby, I don't got the time to lie Name a time you niggas slid, don't know who you niggas is Don't know what you niggas 'bout or what you do or what you did The streets talkin', they'll tell you since day one I been the nig We been rockin' out on niggas like a baby in a crib And I got choppa in the house 'cause it's like eighty in the crib Never wash my own clothes 'cause I got baby in the crib Before I jumped up off the porch, all I wanted was a Benz Now I got three cribs, I got three whips I got three chains, I got three sticks up in this whip Ain't nobody safe up in this bitch Coulda went and bought the car but put the Wraith up on my wrist She put heart eyes on my pic, he put a whoopin' on his bitch And brodie packin' niggas out just for looking in his bitch, gang D-Boii, where that Glock at? It's on my hip, bro Cold hearted, I can't trust shit On my kinfolk Choppa bullets get to flying Make 'em get low And I'd never cuff a bitch And I still won't Nigga on the gang 'Ight, nigga, be cool (Be cool) This MAC could knock a nigga out his shoes (Boom, boom, ah) Hella Glocks and poles when we cruise (When we cruise) Fuckin' with them suckas, boy, you niggas get it too (Ah) Wild nigga with a couple loose screws (Loose screws) Pocket full of dubs with a couple loose blues (Loose blues) Big body Benz, pull up in a new coupe (Skrrt, skrrt) Niggas know that I'm a shooter and my niggas shoot too (Shoot too) See a opp, bounce out, shit, fuck it (Shit, fuck it) New Glock hold thirty, I'ma dump it (I'ma dump it) All night, outside, bitch, we thuggin' (Bitch, we thuggin') SRT Hellcat, this ain't no bucket Fuck a nigga, fuck a bitch, I need bands (Need bands) Blowin' fifties, blowin' hundreds 'cause I can ('Cause I can) See a opp, he better pray this bitch jam (Bitch jam) Pop a nigga, pop his bitch and his friends (Boom, boom) D-Boii, where that Glock at? It's on my hip, bro Cold hearted, I can't trust shit On my kinfolk Choppa bullets get to flying Make 'em get low And I'd never cuff a bitch And I still won't Nigga on the gang From Letras Mania