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(Tuned up) (Oh Lord, jetson made another one) I can feel 'em watchin', uh, yeah, I know they watchin' me I ain't never stoppin', uh, gotta keep my Glock with me I'm a go-getter, uh, I'm a cold nigga, uh I done met the villains, uh, still be with the killers, uh I'm a real nigga, uh, I'm a field nigga, uh And we killin' killers, uh, nigga, deal with it, uh Hearin' niggas bitches, uh, gotta keep my head in it And I ride with it, uh, I could've died with it, uh Nigga, I'm still in it, uh, nigga, we still spinnin', uh He put his heart into bitches, uh, I put my heart in the Glizzy Mob I turned a twenty to fifty, uh This how I did it, I'm gifted, uh I used to go out and steal, uh Whеn I wasn't goin' on missions, uh These niggas broke, skinny, uh Micro Drac', mini, uh Think I ain't killin', tеmpt me, uh I sip a fifth of that Henny, uh Nigga, I'm gettin' litty, uh Still'll go sell me a Diddy, uh I got a bitch who was Muslim, yeah She got me readin' religions, uh Letras de cancionesI heard he fucked up a sack and he never got in position again Make him the lick and I'm reelin' him in I know the feeling of killing a man I made a way when I stuck to the plan I never thought I'd double again I heard my main bitch got a new man It wasn't nothin' to fuck her again Nigga, I'm eatin', feastin', uh Know he gon' die if he play with the reaper Talk to the streets, gotta show 'em you mean it I put a whole twenty-two in a nina Who ever knew I'd ever be major? I'm gettin' up off stackin' the savings Selling some shit like it come from the '80s I know the niggas that's whippin' up babies Can't look in my eyes, I'm fried That's why I'm wearin' some dark shades I got a pistol, it's Glock made I'm probably playin' a block a day I'm probably playin' a block a day Put her on somethin', I'ma make sure it's finer Way too old to be fuckin' a minor I don't let young bitches get in my lineup We still come if he hidin' in China I had to show it ain't hard to find 'em Can't be with me if you ain't no rider Only with niggas who eager and slide I'm still geekin' to get out the ride Capo, I'm spinnin' until I got tired I'm with the mob, you know I got ties OG still penitentialized I don't say shit when I'm with my guys, uh Run up, you know I'ma fire, uh Opps found out I got hit in my head And all of 'em wished that I died Nigga, I'm back, uh Sit down, nigga, relax I'm still pinnin' bitches on they back I'ma lay low and just run up the racks Nigga, I gotta go get me a 'Lac I ain't never stoppin', uh, gotta keep my Glock with me I'm a go-getter, uh, I'm a cold nigga, uh I done met the villains, uh, still be with the killers, uh I'm a real nigga, uh, I'm a field nigga, uh And we killin' killers, uh, nigga, deal with it, uh Hearin' niggas bitches, uh, gotta keep my head in it And I ride with it, uh, I could've died with it, uh Nigga, I'm still in it, uh, nigga, we still spinnin', uh He put his heart into bitches, uh, I put my heart in the Glizzy Mob I turned a twenty to fifty, uh This how I did it, I'm gifted, uh I used to go out and steal, uh When I wasn't goin' on missions, uh These niggas broke, skinny, uh Micro Drac', mini, uh Think I ain't killin', tempt me, uh I sip a fifth of that Henny, uh Nigga, I'm gettin' litty, uh Still'll go sell me a Diddy, uh I got a bitch who was Muslim, yeah She got me readin' religions From Letras Mania