Correction Lyrics Put ’Em On by Lil Keed

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Mario!

Yeah, these n***as will never admit it that I put 'em on
Yeah, I'm stylin' on n***as, they know that I put it on
Can't kill that boy in traffic, go to your home
Put two shots in his dome, now he gone, gone, gone
Yeah, we going way up and I'm gone, gone, gone
We going way up and I'm gone, gone, gone
We going way up and I'm gone, gone, gone
Spin the block like three, four times and then we gone, gone, gone

I got shooters in the booth, it's like a hundred of 'em
We got [?], they in the booth, we got a hundred of 'em
And these chains ice box, it's like a hundred of 'em
I can't name a n***a we running from, yeah
I got vibes in New York, aye, know they trained to go, slatt
Fade, backseat, blatt, 10, [?] slime
Bra, go wipe your nose
Right before he leave our door
If I got a hundred rounds, I'ma bust it with the pole
I'm a bad boy like Diddy, and I'm squared up in these d**kies
And we put these n***as on, [?] in the city
And they away from Conley Road, [?] be sticky
I don't f**k no doin' hoe, why I nut all on her titties

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