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MTM, hit 'em with the heat Please, please, please, shut the fuck up Please, shut the fuck— Hey Please, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Hey, shut the fuck up Ayy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up Please, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Hey, shut the fuck up Ayy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up Bitch, I keep it funky, baby, tell me, what's your name? I could tell you not from 'round here, you don't speak my city slang Quick to make the pussy uccy while he up the chitty-bang I got brothers in my city knock your fittеd off your frame Quit your bitchin', you been trippin' off the 'scripts and Wock, okay Only livin' with my mom and dad, they visit in my brain I'vе been livid since they left, so I profit off the pain I see bitches all around me but I tell them all the same shit Please, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Hey, shut the fuck up Letras de cancionesAyy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up Please, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Hey, shut the fuck up Ayy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up Seven-figure millionaire, finger in the air For my enemies in arm, reach out, practice my right to bear Keep it up, AK-47 have you shit your underwear ALL BUT 6 the set I rep until I take my final breath I bet you bitches ain't on shit, I got an army ready to die for me Baby Bone, don't bother me, don't say another word I'm drunk as fuck, I'm doin' eighty, I just hit the curb Hop outta the whip with a broken wrist and I'm still flippin' the bird Please, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Hey, shut the fuck up Ayy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up Please, shut the fuck up (Yeah) Bitch, shut the fuck up (Yeah, yeah) Hey, shut the fuck up (Yeah, yeah) Ayy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up (Yeah, uh) Stress pilin' up to my chest, psychin' me, got demons takin' over my back, (uh) Stick too big for the function, so I brought the blade with me, Samurai Jack Okay, I dive in the pussy, Golbat, shit, lil' shawty wanna lick on my tatts, (uh) If you wanna cross like asterisk, [?] turn 'em to ash, (uh) Hop out that tank, ready, aim at your brains, Boy I die for my clique, if it's up, then it's stand, boy Stick got a silencer equipped, it don't make noise Bitch, come and suck on my dick, let her face God Please, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Hey, shut the fuck up Ayy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up Please, shut the fuck up Bitch, shut the fuck up Hey, shut the fuck up Ayy, I'm 'bout to turn this shit up From Letras Mania