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Mustard |
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General sh!t |
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(That way) |
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Now these n!ggas killers, they some late bloomers |
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Know they wish they caught up with me way sooner |
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P***y ass n!gga, you a fake shooter |
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Tryna figure out where I'ma take junior |
| [00:27.54] |
When we snatch him up out his playpen (Playpen) |
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Take him outta school, walk him straight in |
| [00:32.29] |
In exchange for that money in the safe bin (Open it up) |
| [00:34.33] |
’Fore them 7-6-2's run his case fin |
| [00:36.83] |
Baseline into them pops off of Chapin |
| [00:39.16] |
Where we open up spots out in Vegas (Ghetto) |
| [00:41.54] |
Made a violenter pact, kept it sacred |
| [00:43.62] |
Now every other day the trap gettin' raided (By the book) |
| [00:46.00] |
Little dog ass b!tch love to strip naked |
| [00:48.20] |
Sittin' on her mama Porsche gettin' braided (Little thot) |
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D**k suckin' every n!gga that done made it |
| [00:52.75] |
Unless you fxckin', b!tch need to get spayed |
| [00:55.12] |
Number one suspect in the arraignment |
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I don't need the fake love, I refrain it (At all) |
| [00:59.79] |
Fxck sh!t, I don't even entertain it (I don't) |
| [01:02.04] |
All the money and the fame got me jaded |
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To the Most High due to all praise |
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And no flesh wounds, we don't do grazes |
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Catch you talkin' out your neck, we'll blaze it (Pap pap) |
| [01:11.25] |
Put some money on my head, we'll raise it |
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”Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in" |
| [01:21.91] |
”Carry that stink of the streets with you the rest of your live" |
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”I like the stink of the streets, it makes me feel good |
| [01:26.33] |
I like the smell of it, it opens up my lungs" |
| [01:28.62] |
”I want you to get this fxck where he breathes |
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I want him dead, I want his family dead" |
