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Go, rrr, go (rrr, rrr, rrr, ayy) Rrr (real MurdaWorth shit) Ayy, ayy, ayy (what say? What say?) Bad bitch, hair done, she finna eat the whole gang up (ayy) Bitch-ass nigga, get your rank up Uh, lil' nigga, get your rank up (Hawky) Bad bitch, hair done, she finna eat the whole gang up Up on the score, you better get your rank up You get some chains, niggas start to change up Pull up button, rrr, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow She get to shakin' her ass like baow Shoot up that trap, niggas start runnin' out (bitch) I know some killers, the East, the West, the South, had niggas screamin' out, "Ouch" Don't wanna scratch, hit up that crib, we had them bullets flyin' through the couch Shake that ass, shawty Better get in your bag, shawty Oh, you in your bag, shawty He in his bag hardly (bitch) Puttin' up points, Harden (bitch, ayy) Uppin' that score, sparked 'em (ayy) She said I'm broke, pardon (ayy) Cujo on fire, can't guard him (guard him, ayy) Take a Perc' 5 in the mornin' (ayy) She wanna f*ck 'cause she horny Pull up, rrr, baow, switch the crowd We had everybody 'round get down Free Lil 30, free Cyraq, them niggas there, they'll get on your crown Smokin' on dope, shit so loud, I can't really even hear no sounds F*ck all the autotune, I'll let the accent show just to put on for the town He tryna to run, he don't know where that backstreet go, we get to lettin' off rounds Rounds, nigga (ayy) Rounds, ayy, rounds, rounds, rounds Rounds, nigga (rrr, rrr, rrr) Rounds, rounds, rounds, rounds (rrr) She wanna f*ck for a while (ayy) I'm finna give the bitch rounds Rounds, ayy, rounds, ayy Rounds, nigga, rounds (damn) Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, I had to switch up the crowd (damn, damn, you know that) Why the f*ck is you raisin' your voice? Up the Drac' on his ass 'cause the nigga was gettin' too loud (bitch ass) I only be slidin' with steppers, don't get in this car if ain't never put nothin' down (you know that) He ain't have his gun, he thought it was safe where he at, we done caught his dumb ass out of bounds (dumbass) You say it went down and Vonno ain't blow his gun, be for real, how the f*ck do that sound? Spot us a vic' and spin right back around (come here, come here) Bounce out the V and leave his face on the ground (come here, come here) Layin' in a pool full of blood with his ass in the air (damn, damn), that's how the nigga was found (damn, damn) 10 milli' Glock so big, you don't wanna feel it This bitch'll knock down a cow (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, you know that) Free Famous, he finna take it to trial (Free my brother) Snitchin', that's some shit we don't allow (we don't) Pop out, nigga, I'm spinnin' right now (I'm out) The four of the Tris got me high as a cloud (damn) Don't think we killed him, he stuck in denial (the f*ck?) I'm livin' my life like a battle royale (damn, wild) Make a nigga eat bullets like Golden Corral (grrah, grrah) They know when I bounce I'm gon' get wild (you know that) Bad bitch, hair done, she finna eat the whole gang up Up on the score, you better get your rank up You get some chains, niggas start to change up Pull up button, rrr, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow She get to shakin' her ass like baow Shoot up that trap, niggas start runnin' out (bitch) I know some killers, the East, the West, the South, had niggas screamin' out, "Ouch" Don't wanna scratch, hit up that crib, we had them bullets flyin' through the couch Shake that ass, shawty Better get in your bag, shawty Oh, you in your bag, shawty He in his bag hardly (bitch)
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