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Gltttttttttttttt
pa-pa-pa-pa
Gang 
Gang
Gang
If he talking that shit 
You already know they aim for his head (Pah)
If he talking that shit 
You

Talking shit while i explain my aim
If you weak teach your mouth to be trained
You faking niggas watering down the game
In my blood line I'm breaded

I'm Craig
What I said, my chick from Gwinnett, she keep with the trends
Aim for the head, he blink once he dead, I see him see red
She the best, but

names
Whose the one to blame
They steady leaving people slain
Well whose the biggest gang
Who shoot without a aim
An never have to see the chains
But

friend ? Why did it change ?
Sometimes, I hold
This sweet memory inside
Aim for the sky
Changing my mind
Burning alive
Changing my mind
Suffer from

on
Moment of silence for all of my dead
Fuck a vest shot, bitch we aim at your head (Uh)
Yeah bitch we aim at yo head
It's sum like winter
We slide like

(Running in the forest)
Right now, they aim at my face, by now
My friends are all gone bye, bye
I'm running through the forest, claws out
I'm the one

Balling on these niggas
Woo
Yeah
I might
Woah
Yeah
I'm straight balling on these niggas
Aye
Yeah
I might
Woah
Aim for your head top
I make them dead

Pressure, what's the pressure
You wasn't like this when you laying on my bedside
Now you on some mind tricks like a Jedi
Point, aim shoot on some dead eye

Adieu l’amant ma tête blonde
Qui m’a aimée pendant trois jours
Ici-bas les plus courts plaisirs
Font souvent les meilleures

aim had made him jump like he from criss cross
Put my money in a grave like i'm Rick Ross
Got my fingers in a bunch everywhere you see me
Shawty said I

a beast and I cannot be tamed
I want my name to be up with the greats
That is my aim, can’t fuck with my game
Remember the name, I’ll stay the same
Till I’m

the gun and take your aim 
Oh heather 
Would you be better?
You try to scratch me out and drag my name 
You'll still never be okay 
Na na na na na na na 
Na

making it hot
I got some aim with this Draco, I blow it's loud, loud
He dead when he drop (baow, baow, baow, baow)

Big drip (baow), Fivey (Fivey), I'm

Well I think I'm gonna do it myself
For a while
I really aim to lead my nave
To the sky
Then I'll be safer and freer than now
While you let that wind

here

Powers up there 
We down here

Powers up there
We down here

So aim up there, aim up there

Machine gun go high
Machine gun go high
Machine gun go

It's like I'm trying to wake from the dead
I guess you better aim for the head around me
Unless you want a piece of this music zombie
Music zombie

they'll shoot up your block
We don't give a fuck
(We don't give a fuck)
I'm heavily strapped expect more than glocks
We aim at your flock
(We'll aim at your

with candle light
That shows white roots from winter
You're a bird of night

Spread your wings and aim forwards
Then afterwards look for love to sustain

hope in the booth,ey (boot',boot')
Aim for heads when I'm planning out to shoot,ey (boom,boom,boom)
South side garra represent the hood,ey (yeah)
Jet

place

Love doesn't happen by itself
You got to work for it
Happiness ain't given to you
You got to aim for it

Had to learn to love myself
Before I could

Crosstown shootout -mothafuckin'
Spot, aim, click, pow
Headshot; Body drop now
Can't much longer hold out

Distinct confusion
Body losing blush
Flush

cuz silence equals death
All power to the people
All power to the people
All power to the people

They are the targets
We're taking aim
They are

I'm not ready
Sidewalk steady
Aim to steal the show
We're more than others
Stargaze brothers
Burning as we glow

Those prophylactic flares of modern