Cellular
Qui$e Limye
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This what I got for it, 4EP that nigga this gang shit Dead reckoning, drill em with no gps no I don't take no cellular Spin ya block I'm solo pussy I don't need no help with that I learned it young, niggas know ya dirt they get to telling shit Them bitches on a need to know that other shit irrelevant 4EP the gang that nigga, yamean niggas counted us out, thought it was over nigga Yeah... ugh Dead reckoning, drill em with no gps no I don't take no cellular Spin ya block I'm dolo pussy I don't need no help with that I learned it young, niggas know ya dirt they get to telling shit Them bitches on a "need to know" that other shit irrelevant How this nigga always keep a bag he don't be selling shit He pull up in a foreign something tinted you can't tell it's him Moving chessmen, UPS man, mailing shit Get that check man, move that check man And I learned you can't pay for pain But when that money call I gotta go and chase again Jumped on the post and played the block that's when that paper came These niggas sweet it's 4EP lil bitch don't play with gang And I learned you can't pay for pain But when that money call I gotta go and chase again Jumped on the post and played the block that's when that paper came These niggas sweet it's 4EP lil bitch don't play with gang Shit Boulevard QuiSe, I was trapping hard Drive 1000 miles in a day to get the package off I ain't moving shit, taking SHIT, less that bag involved Learned from other niggas losses when they had it all We gone do whatever for that bread, nigga that's a law player take a bump, bite down he might crack his jaw Homicial shit I spit this here for my survival Dig her out off Dusse, I'm still sipping out the bottle SOUTHSIDE move like Pretty Tony, Lance Feurtado I'm from Philly I could catch you on a back block or a alley Never talk to feds even when spectating they watching Out the mud nigga grotto, look like we hit the lotto When we spot em ugh Hang up out the Tahoe 4 deep we out the Tahoe Niggas shooting even the driver, uhn I just get that guala uhn Nigga get that dough up 4EP we get that profit uhn Nigga move that product uhn, yeah Dead reckoning, drill em with no gps no I don't take no cellular Spin ya block I'm dolo pussy I don't need no help with that I learned it young, niggas know ya dirt they get to telling shit Them bitches on a "need to know" that other shit irrelevant How this nigga always keep a bag he don't be selling shit He pull up in a foreign something tinted you can't tell it's him Moving chessmen, UPS man, mailing shit And I learned you can't pay for pain But when that money call I gotta go and chase again Jumped on the post and played the block that's when that paper came These niggas sweet it's 4EP lil bitch don't play with gang And I learned you can't pay for pain But when that money call I gotta go and chase again Jumped on the post and played the block that's when that paper came These niggas sweet it's 4EP lil bitch don't play with gang
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