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How this dickhead Gona think that he funny I got plugs with the pipes like it's plumbing 1000 trucks out the back Hunit grand cash Pass it to the left then Its pass back All the tension in the air like fumes Better duck get ready when I enter room Cause we bout to turn this bitch up Pass me my Godam cup Cause I'm bout to level with you Never much liked school Never much liked rules Never much liked the fools that were in it My mixtapes are trash why I bin em I got draws but no cloths No bowing to the lord but he knows I ain't really give a f*ck how they ride Ride with us n I'll show ya how to die I might needa couple bans for the bills I might needa couple xans just to feel Always recognised real Always turned down deals But it's f*ck how they came F*ck what they Claim Cause the only thing I f*ck withs The lane Only thing That buck an I bang Only thang that be up with the gang You ain't f*ck with our shit that's ashame Ride me now I could be down Answer the door with the brown I clock on these clowns They thinking they knocking me down Thousand rounds gone be Body's to count