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(Ayy, Manny, this joint crank, fool) Brrt Haha, bitch I feel like robbin' a nigga Chopper on me, I might pop me a nigga Stick on me, got it out for a lot of niggas Talk about shootin', but never shot at niggas How you proud of a nigga, but ain't got no Prada, nigga? Hop out that car, bro on top of niggas I'm too lit, I don't even watch niggas Heard they got Glocks, but our Glocks bigger Glock 10, knock his ass out the picture I'm up top, lil' Draco end life, that's sixty In a free car through the city Catch me an opp and get busy Real steppers, when they spin, they don't get dizzy Got some young niggas that slide in that fifty And when we go out, you know we take more than fifty Dirty ass socks, niggas always tippin' Niggas gon' cry when a nigga go missin' Bishop with me, and he totin' a fifty Free Free Car, we gon' spin in Infiniti Goonrich, bitch, and I'm rockin' Balenci' I'm steppin' in Prada, nigga, I be drippin' Letras de cancionesTwo Glocks, two opps, nigga, get busy Niggas throw rocks, go hide like bitches Twenty band jugg, I'ma buy me a pendant Broke ass nigga, go get you some digits Spin that lil' block and my young niggas get it Push-start Bimmer, that five percent tint Street nigga, I don't do disses They on the internet typin' like bitches My bitch stayed down and I bought her Givenchy Run it up, bitch, I'm the one with the ticket Rest in peace KT, I'm poppin' a wheelie Opps keep talkin', I'ma drop 'em like 50 Fuckin' they bitches and fuckin' they sisters Goonrich, bitch, I'm a real gravedigger Baow, baow, baow, niggas pullin' them triggers No fees, bitch, that is not what is give Iced up, jeweled up, I'm in the trenches Hop out the whip with a twenty-three hidden I feel like robbin' a nigga Chopper on me, I might pop me a nigga Stick on me, got it out for a lot of niggas Talk about shootin', but never shot at niggas How you proud of a nigga, but ain't got no Prada, nigga? Hop out that car, bro on top of niggas I'm too lit, I don't even watch niggas Heard they got Glocks, but our Glocks bigger Glock 10, knock his ass out the picture I'm up top, lil' Draco end life, that's sixty In a free car through the city Catch me an opp and get busy Real steppers, when they spin, they don't get dizzy Got some young niggas that slide in that fifty And when we go out, you know we take more than fifty From Letras Mania