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I'ma strip him if he walk in with a big Carti All your paperwork, you probably have a snitch party Sitch is easy, I could crack him wearin' Ed Hardy Shit get greasy, I'ma cock it back and headshot him And why these busters always flexin' what the bitch got? I bet I'm payin' less than six for this sick shot Watch my hands, bitch, I piss after pit stops Take a guess what I spent on this wristwatch What your shit cost? Go 'head take that bitch off No, like real talk, don't piss off no big dawg Not really feelin' nothin', skinny, need a thick John Been gettin' money, I remember gettin' picked on Plenty money when I pick up my cell phone He in the pen with a jack and his jailbroke Big Smoke, he came back from an elbow "Reimble, can I get a track"? I'm like, "Hell no" Kevlar, now it's lookin' like Velcro A bell hop, move fast 'cause the shells hot I got 1K yards there from my shell shock I did no LP terms, ain't no leg locks Pull up, get crackin', then head out All I do is talk bands, I'm a bread mouth You's a rat, you should walk with your head down And I was finna bump yo' foots, but it's Ed now But it's Ed now Letras de cancionesIt's Remble I'ma strip him if he walk in with a big Carti All yo' paperwork, you probably have a snitch party Sitch is easy, I could crack him wearin' Ed Hardy Shit get greasy, I'ma cock it back and headshot him And why these busters always flexin' what the bitch got? I bet I'm payin' less than six for this sick shot Wash my hands, bitch, I piss after pit stops Throw me in there, bet I knock out a Debo' Wipe his nose, then emote like Tim Tebow Mid-shelf joint, he's a pre-roll I'm from the city by the sea, free Nemo Got a band for every shot in that gleeko Trust me, I'll do a lot for San Pedro You nigga been jockin' my steelo And you bitches be lame on the D-Lo Every pocket got C-notes I got big bands, bitch, watch where my wrist dance I'm not faded, this Glock make me switch dance Make that lil' boy still off on that big man Might go full Randy Moss on the tin can Micro-fully, it cost more to get that You don't know what I lost for my get back Nigga start gettin' sparked for that chit-chat It's Remble I'ma strip him if he walk in with a big Carti All your paperwork, you probably have a snitch party Sitch is easy, I could crack him wearin' Ed Hardy Shit get greasy, I'ma cock it back and headshot him And why these busters always flexin' what the bitch got? I bet I'm payin' less than six for this sick shot Wash my hands, bitch, I piss after pit stops From Letras Mania