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(Off The Wall Gang) (Damn, that's Surreal right there?) Ayy, ayy Niggas at your freakin' head Click-clack, niggas really scared (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Niggas at your freakin' head, click-clack, really scared I'ma run these motherfuckin' people just like Diddy did Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses Savage just like Beans, that's who Beanie Sigel is Up them poles, heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit Pistol beatin' shit, you don't know what pistol beatin' is Ridin' 'round town, prayin' to God with the SIG Smoke a nigga like a cig', bang, off with his head, ayy Better play with your bitch, you better play with your kids My niggas, they savages, you better play with your ear On the jet, on the Lear like I'll perform in here I got my gun in here, so be alarmed in here You want beef? There's farms in here, a lotta armor in here, ayy Boy, we got the llamas here, them stupid choppers here, ayy Leave you where you stand, you gon' need a doctor in here I brought my guap in here, I can pay your doctor bills Pay your mama bills, pay your partner bills Pay a lotta bills, pay my bank deposit bills I got a lotta clips, I drive a lotta whips Letras de cancionesLike I'm at the casino, I won a lotta chips I brought my mop in here, that dirty bop in here It'll bop your eyeballs, it'll bop your ear I brought my mop in here, hey, dirty bop in here, ayy (Click-clack) It'll bop your eyeballs and it'll bop your ear, bang Niggas at your freakin' head, click-clack, really scared I'ma run these motherfuckin' people just like Diddy did Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses Savage just like Beans, that's who Beanie Sigel is Up them poles, heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit Pistol beatin' shit, you don't know what pistol beatin' is Ridin' 'round town, prayin' to God with the SIG Smoke a nigga like a cig', bang, off with his head, ayy Smokin' on this Tooka, plottin' on a million Got a lotta children, these niggas my children Try to smoke some Tooka, this shit, it might kill you Tryna get some money, my nigga, I feel you Coolin' with the Glo, ayy, that's my La Familia For my family, I'll kill ya, at the red light, drill ya Pull up on you slow, ride off like a Steeler I think I'm from Pittsburgh, bitch, I got my steel up 'Member bein' a stealer, your car could get peeled up Baby, I heard your car on E, fuck with me, it get filled up When I look in the mirror, I see a young black nigga That made it out the Southside where the fuckin' drills was Ridin' with my tooly, and I'm down to drill ya Waste your ass, spill ya, Flintstone, Fred and Wilma She gon' give me coochie 'til my fuckin' deal up It can go down anytime, but I'm still up Niggas at your freakin' head, click-clack, really scared I'ma run these motherfuckin' people just like Diddy did Get my alcohol, weed, and my businesses Savage just like Beans, that's who Beanie Sigel is Up them poles, heatin' shit like I play for Heat and shit Pistol beatin' shit, you don't know what pistol beatin' is Ridin' 'round town, prayin' to God with the SIG Smoke a nigga like a cig', bang, off with his head, ayy (Damn, that's Surreal right there?) (Off The Wall Gang) From Letras Mania