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(Huh, you've been talking shit, you've been talking shit, you've been talking shit) (you been) (aye-aye-ayo fifty light that shit up!) Huh, bitch you not on shit You be talkin' shit but I might empty up that clip, yeah Huh, bitch you not shit Bitch you not on shit so I might empty up that clip, yeah I made six in this bitch! You talkin' on my name then f*ck it we runnin' a blitz! Run it, run it, run it, run it Run and hide because we huntin' Smith and Wesson bitch we gunnin' Bitch I don't smile cause ain't shit funny Huh, huh, pack it up, pack it up, pack it up, pack it up, pack it up, pack it up Pack your bags lil bitch You be on that, you be on that, you be on that shit Yeah, huh, hey I don't feel bad for you pussy ass bitches Run like the Flash, so f*ck it I glitch Got choppers and mags not seeing your kids Just hit your wife, you won't see your bitch Huh, stackin' my cheddar cheese You think your better, but you are not better than me You a lil crackhead, smokin' dope, methamphetamines We pulled up, now you scattering Bitch you not on shit so I might empty up that clip, yeah I made six in this bitch! You talkin' on my name then f*ck it we runnin' a blitz! Run it, run it, run it, run it Run and hide because we huntin' Smith and Wesson bitch we gunnin' Bitch I don't smile cause ain't shit funny