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I Got Locked With The Gauge, They Put Me On Front Page No Comment & I Got Nothing Else To Say Yes! I Know This Ain’t My First Gun Charge I Was So Broke Still Tryna Go Hard F**k Sakes This Is My 20th Gun Raid Still Gonna Tan Him Like He Tryna Sun-bathe If 1 Of Them Pussies Ever Try Take My Life I’ll leave 50G’z Behind Take It & Ride These Dudes Bought Guns Saying Smokes Is Crazy Their Block Got Peppered, Next Day They Blamed Me Type Of Birds I Got, Ain’t For Joy Or For Sorrow Crash A Whip Today & Buy Another One Tomorrow How Can I Snitch, Never Had No Co-D’s Bury Mе Before I Talk To Police 5 Yеars Later My Face Known To The Cattys B*t*h I Spent Your Boyfriends Net-worth On Mashes Tell My YG’s Keep It Real, End Up In Court Do Not Squeal They Know I Buss Mine Still, & I Don’t Care How B*t*hes Feel My Bro A said “Yo This Ain’t The Right Time” Looked At Both The Rollies Like It’s The Right Time She Must Think I’m Stupid Saying “I’m Her Only Man” You’re A Broke Bad B*t*h Go Make An Only Fans Wrist Heavy Ring Shining, The Chain Glows Slide Up With Kai & Kai In This Range Rove Shot Bricks & Backstraps On Main Road That’s Why NCA Watch Me In Plain Clothes Went To Party But We Locked Off The Club The Week Before Now The Bouncers On The Door, Don’t Wanna Let Man In No More She Wanna See Me, Wanna See Me Like Before Girl Take Off Them Heels Coz This Ain’t No Ford Can’t Compare Me To These Rappers & Take My Chain Last Dude Got A Henny Bottle Straight To His Face I’m With Batzi, He’ll Smack One Off Your Head Too Punch Man He’ll Go Sleep Like His Bedroom Chicks Crazy, Took Her To Eat In Gauchos Now She Wanna Be My Wifey, Gotta Tell Her Hell No Got Weight I Need Workers, Not A PT They’re Spraying At The Walls They Must Do Graffiti Give You 7 Days Work But I Need Half Cash I’m Strapped In This Car, This Ain’t For A Car Crash This Chocolate On Me, No Flake Or Ferrero We Shoot, We Don’t Wrestle Like Eddie Guerrero (R.I.P) We Don’t Instagram Beef, Bro You Must Be Silly Only Time Argue Bout Grams, Is With My Nitty I Don’t Understand Why They Want Cap For Snapchat Last Time My Dawg Seen Him, He Got Shot In His Back (FACTS) How Dare They Say They’re Onto Me & We Got Beef I Go Their Block Just So I Can Dine In & Eat Snitching On Me, Saying “Life’s In Jeopardy” Try Buck Him In Oakwood He Rid Voluntary Hit A Lick Now The Money’s In The Bag Scrunched Up Never Brandished This Strap, He Just Got Punched Up Say You Charge 36, Well I Charge 38 Coz My White Ain’t Mixed, Like The KKK Man They All Know That I’m Too Real & I Can’t Leave This Chrome Alone Hope My Bro Gets His Appeal Free My Dawgs Man They Soon Home! [I GRIP & PRESS MINE ANYWHERE BRO TALKING FROM EXPERIENCE NOT FROM NO MOVIES & DEFINITELY NOT THE RAP CAP - FREE THE GANG!.]
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