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I been hearing them chatter quick You know I been hearing the mumbling Tell them nigga speak up though I bet them niggas can't do what I do I bet them niggas can't, you know what I'm saying, pop it how I pop it, Ayy Flip flops i just hit a bitch no condom I been serving white boy, Adam, no jumper Circle full of bosses everybody getting money And we gone get a whole lot more of that this summer Run it up 'til the money counter get done Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb Taking my little boy to school with a gun Sad that I got to walk around with a gun Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun Shawty been sitting 10 months without a bond If you want smoke nigga check on your lungs Cause I ain't never ever gave a fuck about nothing For shit to get krazy you'n want for this shit to get krazy (Rich Homie) Shit will get krazy, them young niggas ass gone go krazy (Hey) All my niggas they pure, we don't even walk around saying "we real" I'm sad that my dawg just died, 'cause somebody gave my boy a fake pill My young niggas ain't got a job but I might hire them boys 'cause they kill (They do) Percs don't make me crazy if I take one Rich Homie on chill I was in the AMG, doing 130, Ion need 7 bullets on me, need thirty Letras de cancionesAlot of guns clean but a couple of 'em dirty All my young niggas about to start purging Shoulder strap on the choppa so it shood sturdy Young nigga died another unsolver murder (Damn) Had to put a rubber on my dick 'cause she fertile Having chicken way before that nigga Colonel Blue tip bullets gone burn ya Stay out my business if the shit don't concern you The nigga you call big bro used to be a runner Nigga talk slick bitch nigga get confronted And I got some thick shit out of Dallas, Texas Bitch redder than hi-tech (Double cup) Getting money this shit a process (Yeah) Still doing it for the projects (Quan, ayy) Flip flops i just hit a bitch no condom I been serving white boy, Adam, no jumper Circle full of bosses everybody getting money And we gone get a whole lot more of that this summer Run it up 'til the money counter get done Bank money got paper cuts on my thumb Taking my little boy to school with a gun Sad that I got to walk around with a gun Everybody riding around Atlanta with a gun Shawty been sitting 10 months without a bond If you want smoke nigga check on your lungs Cause I ain't never ever gave a fuck about nothing For shit to get krazy you'n want for this shit to get krazy Shit will get krazy, them young niggas ass gone go krazy From Letras Mania