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Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down When I up this drac, a nigga bet not move wrong This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks with his shoes on Long live all the bros, most they killas gotta tombstone Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone Tell if he famous — every court date I got Zoom on Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's sumn I'm cool on It take money to go to war — a lotta guns, and they not cheap Glocks, Dracs, and ARPs — wit' this shit 'til the day I leave My killas bounce out Vs and chase him down until he cannot breathe Only sandbox nigga on my team, you fuck nigga ain't my bleeds We play laser tag wit' beams, my shooters creep Get up close, don't shoot from deep Me and Von 'nem got two a piece, I put the press on a nigga for woofin' about what he gon' do to me You don't want them killas outside yo' house pull up like UberEats He took off and ran and got knocked right up off his feet I got rich and I'm still signed, I just can't stop — I'm in too deep I was tryna post up on they block because they heard that I'm OT Letras de cancionesI'm in the Raq like it's Miami 'cause I'm strapped up wit' my heat Big chillin' like a Muslim, he pop up when he hear beef I had the block Jay main number, he kept talm 'bout pushin' peace Everybody slide with FNs, we bounce out of regular Jeeps We had to tap lil' Keecy head 'cause he thought that shit was sweet — with his dead eyes Throw B's like we rock red flags Blue hunnids make my pants sag Took off but I was dead last Can't wait to let my lead blast Put a built-in switch up on the Glock, it shoot so damn fast Talkin' shit but ain't out on yo' block — is how yo' mans died Fuck the opps 'til I'm 6 feet, can't get back what they took from me They shoulda knew they couldn't compete They got spanked and put to sleep I got 30 for a wrestler, fuck I look like Booker T It depended on if you movin' right on whether you booked or free When I up this drac, a nigga bet not move wrong This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks wit' his shoes on Long live all the bros, most they killas gotta tombstone Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone Tell if he famous — every court date I got Zoom on Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's sumn I'm cool on From Letras Mania