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Dell B.

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I lost my brother bitch I ain't friendly
My lil shooter came to drill ya in a civic
Pour some more mud if your cup a lil empty
I know a lil thang that only smash in Bentleys
Pussy so good that the nigga went and bought one
Know that her panties get wet when it start up
I hop on the beat make the lil boy bar up
Talk out his neck put him up real far up
Throw him in a hole might as well pull a tarp up
Told her get out bitch that mean you too
Tell your mans he a hoe and I don't hold no truce
Our back against the wall we don't like big groups
Been through hell and back we can show you too
Talking bout features I don't know them dudes
Them niggas shoot vids my nigga just shoot
Man we don't get along they don't leave their stoop
We smile in the courtroom they ain't got no proof
Spilled his cup he ain't got no juice
Used to rob niggas just to pay for the booth
Now bitches wanna hang with the gang like a noose
Fucking this thang cause i told her she my muse
Well damn I lied
Nigga that snitched on bro should've died
You know I bleed red lil dell for the five
If a nigga get grown I ain't telling the guys
I ain't peeled in a minute that nigga all mines
I get that money throw it off in the slam
Some of my niggas crippin' don't call em' no crab
They get on your ass put your head in a bag
Heard you a bitch just like your dad
Say that she hate me damn you too
Married to the streets like yeah I do
I feel so blessed I ain't hear ahchoo
Got out my chair just to stand by you bitch
I got out my chair just to stand by you

Buddy said that he gone kill who
I don't want him I want the group
By the way your girl a swoop
I hit her twice then threw the ooop to Rex The Ruler
He smashed fast corona diamonds I need a mask
Get to the bag I'll teach a class
You need a feature I need a stack
Don't overact
You broke or no
All of my niggas their poles on go
All of my niggas say their poles got scopes
I know cause I'm the one that bought their poles we wipe that nose
Tax them boys if they need an O
This white girl here don't ski no slopes
My demeanor freezing freezing cold
He ain't got no pole f*ck he reaching for
Pullup Bop bop now we can go
Need me a room with a freaky hoe
Bags on me good evening hoe
This chain I got it keep me cold
This syrup I'm sipping to sleep I go
Hit her from the back like beep beep hoe
Like car insurance
Sonning these niggas they all my children
Spin they block they all dispersing
Call a medic your partner hurting
Bag on your head them slimes coming back
Catch your family in the yard like they lacking just to lack
Them .762s put your stomach in your back
Like you hungry all day and you just wanted you a snack
Said he want smoke like damn you too
I could live off the beef I don't need no food hoe

Man this shirt ain't Gucci trust me
Go to the roley store nigga they bust me
They call me many names think I'm puffy
They call me number seven I think I'm lucky
Nose ring tupac
Two arms two clocks
Used to hit bad little hoes in my dukes house
Any room she open her legs in is a pool house
One heart two lungs
Four blunts six guns
Slide on them niggas right now is they ready
Draco dumb
Big ass drums
Hold it on my knee cause this bitch heavy
I'm dressed real sharp like a knife or machete
My niggas bang bright red like spaghetti
My Niggas is Rasta the bitch is a doctor
F*ck up her posture when I'm plowing her garden
He say that he on in a song and I off him
I pop 'em them bullets is busting his cartilage
Ain't no nigga I know that go harder
Shine like a light and these times getting darker
I give her hard dick but them times getting harder
I look in the mirror I resemble my father uh
Aye if you want to take it we can take it there
Ride in the ford put the work in a baby chair

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