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Grrah-grrah, boom (It's Lil' C4) Huh? Grrt Hollows they hit him and rip through his neck (Pussy) Give a fuck if he had on a vest Spin on my set, on that shit you get left (Dummy) Bitch I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left .40 so loud, shit got me feeling deaf Niggas be broke and upset I don't wanna fuck, bitch I just want the neck (Māthā, māthā) Bitch, I just want the neck When I spin its a highlight Bitch, fuck a fight night, I be quick to back out my pipe She can't tote, she not my type Shooting off of eyesight, the way I bend blocks like (Like, like) Niggas got me on highs like Don't Bunny Hop, you get shot on the spot, like (Grrt) Duwop, bitch, he a demon, shootin' 'til he see the cops (Grrah-grrah, boom) Bitch, I shout, "Get to start squeezin'", got a shoot 'em, can't get shot Bitch, I pop out, get to creepin', when it's cold I make it hot (Grrt) Is you gonna ride in a hurry? Stay with a stick, I ain't tryna get buried My blicky jammed, he was lucky, caught him in traffic, why he tryna duck me? (Dummy) Pussy boy, he tried to bluff me, back out the blick' before he could even rush me (Pussy) Letras de cancionesPour me some Ac', don't touch me It can get physical when I'm off of the muddy All red bitch, I feel extra Bloody Call up my 'Rips, yeah, those are my cuzzies You a baby nigga, pull up your Huggies Thirsty one night, no she cannot love me Hollows they hit him and rip through his neck Give a fuck if he had on a vest Spin on my set, on that shit you get left (Left, left) Bitch I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left .40 so loud, shit got me feeling deaf (Grrt) Niggas be broke and upset I don't wanna fuck, bitch I just want the neck Bitch, I just want the neck Niggas got me on highs like I'ma spin with a nine instead of a TEC I catch a opp, I'ma rip up his chest (Uh-huh) Screaming, "OGz" when I walk through they 'jects Smokin' Woo Lotti, this shit hurt my chest Fuck on a thotty, I'm all in her chest (Uh-huh) B Lovee and them goons, them niggas be actin' I got a .40, make him do a backflip Kay-Kay, he with me, that boy make it active If we catch an opp, we put him in a casket (Uh-huh) Going fifty-for-fifty, niggas ass hit the pavement like matress Now he gon' Bunny Hop into a backflip Call up the thotties, they droppin' they panties for Henny She throwing her neck, getting silly Throw on my track and watch all these bitches get jiggy That .42, it got a spinny Gang, gang, gang Fuck all the opps, they was never on shit I keep a Glock, that bitch stuck to my hip Brodie a opp spotter, he go opp slidin' and he spin with ten in his clip I might be a thot spotter and an opp spotter, and I'm walkin' with six in this shit So please do not try me 'cause I'm quick to hit (Gang, gang, gang) Hollows they hit him and rip through his neck Give a fuck if he had on a vest (Uh-huh) Spin on my set, on that shit you get left (Left, left) Bitch I'm shooting 'til there's nothing left .40 so loud, shit got me feeling deaf (Grrt) Niggas be broke and upset (Grrah-grrah) I don't wanna fuck, bitch I just want the neck Bitch, I just want the neck Dummy (Grrt), like, like From Letras Mania