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(Wake up—) Yah (Yah), BL Rock out, nigga (Come on) 30 gang (Wake—) Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV) Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG Huh, yah, nigga, I hop in the car and I crank the bitch up with no key (Crank the bitch up) Yah, I ain't go to war with these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E (Fuck goin' to war with these bitches) Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV) Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG Huh, yah, nigga, I hop in the car and I crank the bitch up with no key (Crank the bitch up) Yah, I ain't go to war with these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E (Go to war) Tell on the mob, they know not to play with that I got this blicky, nigga, I won't knuckle up Huh, nigga, he ain't fin' do nun', ugh Pop out this stick on a young one Yeah, when I get off on police like Fun Run You keep talm' 'bout them racks, he won't touch none He talm' 'bout the bitch, but she gon' suck some, huh We make that bitch cry like a onion Yeah, come bust at that boy in the dungeon Take his ass off, all I need is a hundun You don't know how it feel to get it how you live Punch his ass out 'cause that boy know my jig Letras de cancionesMy brother beat a M, call Brian Steel Can't smoke with me, I know you smoke mid Take his ass off 'til he can't pay his bills We shock the boy like electric eel Touch a thirty band, that's with no deal Feel some type of way, then I go catch a kill (Yah) Baby Whoa poppin' out, doin' every drill (Whoa) Rich as fuck and a nigga still steal Nigga, pussy poppin' 'em like a Advil (Ugh) Nigga pussy, meet me in the battlefield (Brrt) I'm that vampire be in Crystal Lake And the ten laws, I never talk to jakes He get butterflies like it's a bellyache Do his ass bad right in broad day Uh, I'll beat my opp ass in the hallway (Yeah) Huh, Rice street, 505, is a earthquake Y'all broke than a bitch, nigga, don't hate (Broke) And I never went to school, man, I been late (Yah) Nigga copyin' my drip, nigga, do the pate Boy, I got everyone with me, I never flake Von ain't dead, that's for heaven sake (Dead) Gave my bitch the test, you know she the bait (Yah) In the street life, shit get rough (Life) Come through the back door, ambush (Yah) Ghost Glocks on me, Danny Phantom (Brrt) And we leave the trap house abandoned Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV, BabyLife) Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG (LMG) Huh, yah, nigga, I hop in the car and I crank the bitch up with no key (Crank the bitch up) Yah, I ain't go to war with these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E (They can D-I-E) Hm, yah, stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV (BLV) Yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes, the passenger seat is a LMG (A LMG) Huh, yah, nigga, I hop in the car and I crank the bitch up with no key (Nigga, crank the bitch up) Yah, I ain't go to war with these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E (D-I-E) From Letras Mania