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Ugh bloody water with the white kicks
Pull up to the hood with a duce a couple white chicks
In the winter gonnaa see me pull up with the white mink
Turn it pink
On my killa season
With the sidekicks that crack music
Im not talking bout the white powder
My shawty practice that buddha she never speaks sour
When ever the cops are coming im never stumbling
Claim you got bars how you spitting fire you mumbling
Never the type to influence the crack music
My mind is elevated my music is straight lucid
Its all about my mind and my soul im straight buddhist
I Pull up to the scenery winter fresh im the coolest
Michael jackson bad smooth criminal im the smoothest
Ive seen n**** get they merms detached from they back
And if I ever get a label ill make sure that its
Black
All my homies countin up the cheddar make it up to a stack
N**** be banging out till the night is gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F**** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw
N**** be banging out till the night is gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F**** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw
Born in a era where they sold substance
Baking soda and ice in the pot that coke substance
Police knocking ya door in the hood we know nothing
Killers and drug dealers to me thats a whole junction
Breaking ya mouth
Breaking legs you wont function
Duct tape around ya mouth so say something
Feins up the hood be claiming they paid something
Hoochies on the block be swearing they played something
13 on the block when I witness the plug selling
Kids dropping out of school just to witness a thug selling
Surrounded by the weed smoke, liquor and
Drug selling
Never snitchen on my hittas some words aint worth mention
Niggas be banging out till the night is gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F*** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw
Niggas be banging out till the night is gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F*** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw
Coming from a borough where n**** become violent
Others telling they stories others become silent
Pull up like the matrix slow motion im reclining
Im a long gun that spits sixteen, with all rhyming
Not a chest pump
She giving me brain she got her neck pumped
Stop talking all the trash you pussys thats it ya times up
Not coming from the hood best believe it homie the crimes up
Fellas either smoking that sour or smoking that wild skunk
Broke contact in a ford truck
Im wild stuck
Bars will have you scratching ya head like you got dandruff
I keep a weapon real close to me when ever im gonna ride
Just incase these n**** wanna murder which will coincide
Stay away from all the liqour cuz it will make me blind
Coppe a nine millie with a army design
Mud across the face homie with a army desguise
You better reallign like planets when I come through the spot
Paranoid with plain clothes cuz of murderous cops
Murderous plots, murderous glocks that take your life away
My homie aways would tell me to keep my chin up
Bullet hole to ya stomach hurting just like a sit up
N**** be banging out till the night is gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F**** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw
N**** be banging out till the night is gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F**** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw

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