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Niggas told me I'm the hottest in da streets The Voice of the killaz so move with caution when it's beef Kay clips we curve shit pull up hopping outta rentals Drop bullets like bird shit only aim for head an dentals I'm the realest bitch the talk of the Streetz ask about me Choppa glizzys money stack to the ceiling no way around it Pain deep so I'm tryna bury niggaz deeper Low percentage on that tint when I slide me an the reaper Bang shit gang shit big 40$ we stain shit We Kilt that nigga while u bitchs wana steady claim shit That's lame shit , I can tell u how We hit em If the feds wasn't listing nigga I'll get specific Nigga pour up the drank I'm the realest niggas f*ck what u thank Quiet storm bullets a hit ANIGGA faster then drank Quiet down nigga u killing em they want me to stop The beef a never end till all of my enemies drop Beams an drums on everything from the smallest to the tallest Nigga we hit everything from the smallest to the tallest F*ck some charges bitch we beat those Birch st dodging Rico's Behind the scenes we still killing these niggas an that's on paco Too many dead niggas to n the opps side to get to dissing Niggas know one thang about us we hop out it ain't no missing Pop bottles after a sco wait for the wake then Hit it up An you bet not throw no candle light nigga we shoot it up That's y'all bottle pop for losing we gone keep the sco up I been down down fo bodies an shooting niggas know I ain't hoeing up Just some facts cuz I hear the opps talking But y'all got niggas in wheel chairs an coffins bitch u done stop the talking Get some get back since fact died Nigga we got the get back Last niggas that test our gangsta pussy nigga got his shit flat That's big facts, nigga f*ck the other side cuz we the truth Real gangsta from the pin to the streets an the booth All n traffic with my foot on the pedal hands on that metal Chains glissing while I'm thugging pussy I'll never settle Nigga I'm dope niggas ain't even got lighters to smoke Opp pack rolling that loud nigga trying not to choke Stop drop n roll Drilles when I come thru wit that torch Been up a body since the first nigga tried off the porch WITH THE TORCH I'M TRYNA GET UP CLOSE AN PUSH ANIGGA FACE IN Body rock ANIGGA done check em with that fn Splash twins me an lo you know we back to back He up the block I'm down the street we walk down when we attack That's a fact nigga real gangsta shit We put the belt to u niggas /our opps no we spanking shit TRAPPING AN THUGGING NIGGA FULLY WIT 50 I'm bout that action Raised n a crack house when I walked the flo was cracking So I learned how to creep sweep ANIGGA off his feet Real gangstas move in silence I'm proud u ain't heard of me BELIVE half of what u hear nigga an half of what u see Niggas was talkin bout murders all the time while it was me Get yo fame nigga hold that shit down when the pressure hit Homocide room then proved most of u niggas really bitch I'm the realest n da streets I'm the voice of the killaz I'm talking murda thug niggaz like preeeeeach Ain't no peace, we in da trenches nigga know it ain't safe Touch one, an we kill six, breaking these niggaz like vase When the labels call bitch I need a m All these fake niggas making it an I ain't one of them I done been in the cells with lifers nigga tell me I'm lying Ask niggas I was a demon when I first touched a line Niggas know my gang drilling when we outside Really I done been up close seen niggas brains fry Niggaz knowing I'm the realest hands down bitch I'm the goat I banged ANIGGA in the beef nickel told me drive off slow That was the realest shit i heard left his brains on the curve Just know when that pressure hit me an my niggas we gone swerve
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