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Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple Interact with somebody, I told Zay, just point 'em out Goofy ass, don't call me gang, if you ain't goin', watch it down First week I went back to bullshit, P.O. askin' 'bout two hats All on Insta screamin', "Why?" Shit, I just laugh and said, "Too bad" I came home in 'bout two MACs, it ain't shit to get too whacked Must not heard of what's-his-name, that goofy ass ain't comin' back Go to sleep and I see black, how you runnin', still get smacked? Pop this door and watch me turn somebody potna into a pack I'm in too deep, appreciate the prayers, Momma, it's too late Victim caught one to the head for tryin' to slide like, why you can't? Ain't no barkin' from that fin-fin, get on feet and do your thang I get up close and mash it down, the way he cool, I call 'em canes Get specific 'bout that body, I'ma stop and spare the feelings I don't care who call you up, you get your rank off doin' kits If I miss you, it's a message, don't you go and call it luck A rich gang member hit they block and left about a buck, go, aye Letras de canciones I wash it down, fuck bein' civil What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle Who gon' buck with us? Killas with me trippin' off them Skittles We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple Aye, I wash it down, fuck bein' civil What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle Who gon' buck with us? Killas with me trippin' off them Skittles We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze, fool, it's that simple Uh, felt about that hot dog, make that nigga do the runnin' man He got smoke in the drill, he ain't complete, his ass a turkey, man I was off the porch, you was in the house, you can ask my auntie, man I'm a face, I cannot look 'cause you know I got that chunky tan Murder, murder, murder, all we know is get that splat You can't even haggle, gang, if your goof-ass ain't catchin' hat That bitch a opp, she suckin' dick or get that goofy-ass smacked Why you ain't let your homie know? His ass cappin', he can't rock, nigga Uh, eight peso past me, that jerk If we spin, then they outside, I'm catchin' a body in L.A. I'm smokin' all day, nigga, I smoke hotty to the face Don't know how that other nigga live and lil' folks shot him in his face, nigga If you ain't tryna spin, you can't hop in this hot We ain't actin', we walk shit down and get up close and hit that top You got shot for hangin' with opps, bitch, stay off they block Every glizzy I got, fft, that's a box, nigga Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze for it, it's that simple Aye, I wash shit down, fuck bein' civil What you need, boy? I'm that man, that ain't no monkey in the middle Who gon' buck with us? Killers with me trippin' off them Skittles We gon' hop off, slide in everything, just squeeze for it, it's that simple From Letras Mania