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Aloy, you know how the kid play Y'all, yo Kutta, cut that sh*t up man I can't decide if I'ma cheat the b*t*h or I'ma leave the b*t*h Looked at my watch and see you freezing, b*t*h You know I'm stinking rich I keep a job for every season, b*t*h (I keep a job) I'm out here tweaking, b*t*h I keep a Glock and I'ma beat a b*t*h before I need a b*t*h to call the cops And I never snitch (Grr), I push the pedal, b*t*h, before I'm not (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And my lil' yellow b*t*h, she thick like Jell-O, b*t*h (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) She cost a lot And I won't tell the b*t*h that I was selling it deep in the block (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) It's irrelevant I tried to tell the b*t*h before I shot (Grr, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know) Grr Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know) Yeah, yeah Coke selling (Mmm-hmm) with a little bit of dope selling (Mmm-hmm) Selling records like Motown (Mmm-hmm, yeah) Pimps up, n***a, hoes down (Mmm-hmm, yeah) Yeah, yeah, from the hood where it go down (Mmm-hmm) For my n***a, got a fifty in a Ghost now For my n***as in the crib filling dope naps For my n***as iced out in the boat and them This for my n***as got dope on the stove and them For my n***as locked up in the whole 'net 'Cause any time a motherf**ker with a whole Ren (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Drop heads at a motherf**ker doormat (Bah, bah, bah, grr) Put chains on a n***a, that's a whole house And I ain't changing my n***a from the dog pound Got game for my n***as in the dog house I got big and my money done matured now Still put a n***a brains on the floor now Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know) Grr Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm, they don't know, mm, that's a bad boy) Grr (That's a bad boy) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, that's a bad boy) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (They don't know, I'm a top shotta) Yeah, yeah (Now wagwan, man? Top shotta) Yo, tell 'em, "It's Rowdy and Bobby" Bodies on bodies on bodies I had to shoot the lobby Shoot up they shorty Rowdy gon' shoot up they party (Brr) I'ma go shoot his sister, shoot up they cousins (Brr) I'ma go shoot up they aunties I'ma go shoot up they brothers, shoot at they n***as I'ma go shoot at they mommies I ain't gon' show no love And f**k that n***a My n***a said, "F**k 'em," then f**k 'em, I don't trust 'em I'ma dust that n***a, my n***a said, "Buck 'em" I'm busting No discussion, I'ma rush 'em Trigger happy since a youngin He erratic, told me, "Snuff 'em" What the f**k you mean? I bust them, n***a Ain't fighting no n***a, f**k off Gang, gang, gang (Shmurda) They don't know Grr, gang, gang (Yeah) Hahaha Gang, gang, gang They don't know Gang, gang, gang They don't know
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