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Bitch let's rock out, my niggas glocked up When we pop out, when it's war out My niggas we gon' turn into a smoke out K rounds drop it, tryna leave you nigga's dead F*ck that talkin', bitch you tryna leave a hole in your head Bitch let's rock out, my niggas glocked up When we pop out, when it's woe out My niggas we gon' turn into a smoke out K rounds drop it, tryna leave you nigga's dead F*ck that talkin', bitch you tryna leave a hole in your head Dug in the trenches, we blissin' Niggas retarded with K's Runnin' these streets wild and reckless In my trenches, it's amazing You want smoke Then you gon' get that, leave you stankin' for days Headshots, bitch I'm with that, leave your fuckin' chest caved Gun smoke, bitch that's all that I inhale in my lungs Thugs religion, read the streets, bitch we put the G in guns Real games and shit, nigga, ain't no speakin' on my name Boy that bitch gon' get you killed, nigga thinkin' it's a game When it's up there, bitch it's stuck there, then we comin' to kill Ask the whole fuckin' city, all my niggas gotta drill Bitch it's real when we pop out, we rockin' with the Glocks F*ck that tough-ass energy, nigga keep it when we rock out Bitch, let's rock out, my niggas glocked up When we pop out, when it's woe out My niggas we gon' turn into a smoke out K rounds drop it, tryna leave you nigga's dead F*ck that talkin', bitch you tryna leave a hole in your head Bitch, let's rock out, my niggas glocked up When we pop out, when it's woe out My niggas we gon' turn into a smoke out K rounds drop it, tryna leave you nigga's dead F*ck that talkin', bitch you tryna leave a hole in your head 19X hella sexy, it look like your bitch will make up Fully switch equipped, I can't control how many beat your face up Loyal among a few, if I got it, you need it, then I'm gon' pay up Just make sure you slam a sucker instead of call her, I'm gon' change up You ever hit a head with that K, make him give his brain up Miss Moon the Goon, that's Mr. No Pressure, make him get your chain up Cruisin' through the back streets, tents on a black Jeep Lookin' for a pussy ass nigga that brought my name up From a block that had the black cheek, thuggin' as a athlete If he wasn't dead, then he could tell you how we came up Cause half these niggas talkin' bout killings, but they ain't dead none When he fell and pour him, we workin' to merk him, because he serious right now Bitch, let's rock out, my niggas glocked up When we pop out, when this Whoa out My niggas, we gon' turn into smoke out K rounds droppin', tryna leave you niggas dead F*ck that talkin', bitch you tryna leave a hole in your head Bitch, let's rock out, my niggas glocked up When we pop out, when this War out My niggas, we gon' turn into smoke out K rounds droppin', tryna leave you niggas dead F*ck that talkin', bitch you tryna leave a hole in your head
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