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Skinny nigga, haffi mashing some work They be talking like say The machine don't work Like we never bang it in traffic y'know Man are moving erratic y'know Then abandon the car we just playing sports Sports, sports, sports, sports We outside we just playing sports Sports, sports, sports, sports She asked me what I do I said I play for the Gunners Pray for my brothers cus' they Stays in the gutters face lookin' butters Man I stay with the shotters We were staining the rubbers Ain't no place for you suckers They don't understand me so they Really can't stand me Posted on the block till the Feds came and banned me i took a little L Now these niggas think they run shit When we had your brothers running i Guess it runs in your family McD's drive through, 10 pound top up I'm a bait face Ill still run up on your hotspot In my Moose Knuckles Got me feeling like a hotshot I turn the Hilton Hotel into a hotbox Only rapper in my team I can't do no cyphers All I know is trappers Bangers and a couple lifers Five jibs on a Pinky And it's lookin' iceless Just to see the look on your face That shit is priceless Skinny nigga, haffi mashing some work They be talking like say The machine don't work Like we never bang it in traffic y'know Man are moving erratic y'know Then abandon the car we just playing sports Sports, sports, sports, sports We outside we just playing sports Sports, sports, sports, sports Come against me You'll live a life of regret I'm the kinda' guy to even Show your wifey respect And you know she's so friendly So we kinda' connect So when I'm outside her crib You know that Wi-Fi connects Got me leaning on some older Niggas from a different era Big man like you making school boy errors I know 16 fellas, I can never be one Made 16 jealous, you're the 17th one If they don't want to see me I'll bring the mountain to Mohamed Now his boydem on the scene and They're runnin' up the damage Mumsy still calls me her pride and joy She knows I'm no good She said "Boys will be boys" Make chedda, f*ck a next bredda' They got a vendetta no profit, no budget Them niggas hold grudges Cash earner, what murder? He's talking burner, burner Oh stop it, why cop it Nigga you won't pop it Skinny nigga, haffi mashing some work They be talking like say The machine don't work Like we never bang it in traffic y'know Man are moving erratic y'know Then abandon the car we just playing sports Sports, sports, sports, sports We outside we just playing sports Sports, sports, sports, sports She asked me what I do I said I play for the Gunners Pray for my brothers cus' they Stays in the gutters face lookin' butters Man I stay with the shotters We were staining the rubbers Ain't no place for you suckers She asked me what I do I said I play for the Gunners Pray for my brothers cus' they Stays in the gutters face lookin' butters Man I stay with the shotters We were staining the rubbers Ain't no place for you suckers
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