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Fresh home gave him 10 that's how I came to blood Ain't ducking [?] and all those packs you can't play with blood You paroled from SNY go 'head and hang it up Dropped his flag nigga gave it up Nerd I'm fasholly paper'd up I'm talking chili cheese Slap initials in the 6 we in this Nova thang Told the bottle service grab the gold ones for us no delay Ace of spades we don't know Jose Back to back in all these Benzes like a motorcade Why would you say the shit you said when you wasn't 'pose to say Why would you do the shit you did when you wasn't 'pose to do Like taking back to back trips and going 0 for 2 Cherry klan they know the whoops They know who Ja Morant shitting who just throwing oops We got it done the way we did it cause I told 'em too Got him out the way on gang that boy was overdue Labeled nigga as a nerd you ever show you tool Been leaving nigga on the curb you know was up with Ru I love my dawgs cause they move when nigga 'pose to move Some of 'em jumping up before me I ain't told 'em too How you a gangster from yo section you don't know the whoops Don't ever say you know the gang if we don't know you too They slid for me but nigga knew I woulda slid for you Letras de cancionesDon't ever tell me that it's love if it ain't bulletproof Cranberry flag niggas know the Ru How you a gangster with them rats like you don't know the rules Playing gangster in them raps when nigga know you food Bet you they show that nigga face when they throw on the news nigga How you throw them nigga gang up you ain't part of them We tearing up them nigga cars like KSR nem We flipping loads at [?] triple hoes we disregarding them We shoot a movie with this goofy and it's staring him nigga Shoe string around the Uzi thing We in this dope fiend rental so the hoopty stank Plenty duckets all hunnids so the Coogi's hanging Finger fucking on this rubber grib 4 nick stainless My klan like Leonardo the way that we paint shit My younging then me slimey he gon' pull up and quake shit Cost to be a boss you gotta keep up with maintenance Got my foot up on a bitch neck you I'm 'a chase it My cup contaminated full of snot I'm lazy Wouldn't switch up on my nigga even if they paid me I'm on the interstate mashing getting cabbage I'm gravy Pull a nigga hoe card is like slapping a baby If the bitch in the whip then we clapping ya lady Out here moving blow like crack in the 80s Shooting up house parties we was packing .380s You hear the flat line sound when we back in the 'cedes From Letras Mania