Lay There

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Steezyy Guapo

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That's my nigga Tripp right there
Play that shit Jack
Chop bust stock Glock customized
Already know what's up with mine nigga play then he gone lay there
Ain't his block that boy don't stay there
Bet he come outside, bullets fly on sight I leave your brain there
Frrrttt
It's a stain there, so much pain here
Made a dub lost my dawg in the same year
I can't make enough, ran it up but I need more than what I made here
I run this money up, put it in the shoebox nigga, ain't no banks here
Tell lil bro I'm gone kill them niggas I don't care if it take years
Tender bout them hoes you brought a bitch you know I stay here
Let that lil' bitch drop that lo it's okay I keep a K here
I been riding with them goons lookin for a nigga to kill
Them niggas keep on dying they ain't really in the field
I done been up in that jam nigga I ain't never squeal
If you ain't never caught no body I can teach you how to drill
Throw your mask and gloves on and do your homework on they street
You can get him gone with a Glock but I recommend a .223
Make sure you got a stoley when you ready to go and creep
And when you pop out to kill him you better do it one deep
Cause this shit get real deep niggas dying in these streets
I ain't Wade I catch a million charges before I leave the Heat
Bitch I'm repping 92nd I be throwing up the East
We make them niggas change they name nigga, f*ck a LMG
Chop bust stock Glock customized
Already know what's up with mine nigga play then he gone lay there
Ain't his block that boy don't stay there
Bet he come outside, bullets fly on sight I leave your brain there
Frrrttt
It's a stain there, so much pain here
Made a dub lost my dawg in the same year
I can't make enough, ran it up but I need more than what I made here
Ride around town clutching a 50
There ain't no love in my city, head to toe In Givenchy, that's why they hate him (Aww, aww, aww, ahh)
Not a penny hit the road, grab a bow, we break the bank here
He gone miss I got rank here
Hella love hella thug, right there by my name
Pour a dub in my drink, Sprite turn pink here
Stay on your pivot can't even blink here
Got three pistols like why you need them
Only two arms, but I got arms in my car for who need them
Catch an opp and beat em
Got a pole but don't need it don't live how they speaking
P Phife shit, slap em for no reason
Lo prepared for treason
Won't believe what I saw, lost my dog with my own eyes, I saw him bleeding
Put a 30 in this Glock, got on his top, bet I bleed him
Seen a lot, It's a lot I can teach em
Chop bust stock Glock customized
Already know what's up with mine nigga play then he gone lay there
Ain't his block that boy don't stay there
Bet he come outside, bullets fly on sight I leave your brain there
Frrrttt
It's a stain there, so much pain here
Made a dub lost my dawg in the same year
I can't make enough, ran it up but I need more than what I made here

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