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One , two , three , four hand guns with a scope Five , six , seven , eight nine ,ten Different gens Different za bags Ion like the taste Ced called said burp the bag Growers lettin me know shit real Ima hood nigga with gate passes She got kids I still won't be the step daddy I got bliccs for every mission Big artillery shootin a midget Mike miller exotic bowl These aintcha ordinary dishes Niggas scheming on my fish but I already hooked'em with the tickle Yk I'm coming for ya That house ain't strong enough Ion wanna talk business Yo sales Neva matching up My pound lick gave the cheese to my bitch Ion gotta scrape it up One call that's all Ima attorney collectin all bucks She got fucked I hit a thumb sucker Her head game sucked I Neva duck Unless I'm shootin Me or him yeen gotta choose One thang about I'm racked up All my smoke I got W's
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