B.O.T.B.
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I need you to hit somebody That nigga need to be got Straight murder ain't no thing But this here's some assassination shit I tell you, you getting somebody, you getting them I ain't asking Damn stringer, I don't know Nigga, I gotta remind you who the f*ck you work for Yo, you kill a downtown nigga like that, the whole world gonna stand up and take notice I'm talking about the state police, federals, all of that That nigga took our money, man Well, he gotta go Uhh Creepin' out the cut, Nigga don't get cut up He reach for his gun it's a wrap That nigga gunned up These niggas rats, like Gunna Bro just sent the pack and I caught it My lil' punter Boyz on The Block Swerving, hoes curving I beat the box up on purpose You know I'm working I'll wear that ass out as soon as I insert it I know that I'm sum different I'm assertive, nigga How I flip the pack? eights and quarters They didn't support us We flipped the work, something different We can't afford it I put that sale off until the crack of morning He want an eighth of that, And I was pussy touring nigga, He put in work It's a shame he ain't recorded My hoes foreign Got rid of her, cause she was boring, nigga Two lines of wock, know my niggas gon' pour it This shit imported You know my niggas move important Get the low, then we get a pack gone Ride around with trap phones Street's too hot, but he feel like his feet ain't that cold I do this shit I learn this shit just chilling back home Gas will make you pass out Bring the bag home Meet me at the trap house to the white bag gone That 50 clip is kind of heavy fell I put it back on We gon' get him whacked off Play with that fire wax on You know my bronem on call I make that call and he scoring Bitch, like Lil' Steph or something Niggas shooting from the way back, get his headphones gone KD, my clip, one in the head Get him definitely gone Don Nelson my glock Five rings, and his head is gone Don't try and rob me No, that's kamikaze I don't do this often Niggas know that I be balling That money calling F*ck it Know I'm outside I'm all about mine Gotta get them dollar signs Them niggas tweekin' If I can bring my team in, you know Brodie he a demon And he the one who's squeezing, nigga Opps left bleeding These hoes want my semen Been told I got a vision, but can't see it Hold on Niggas get money That's kind of funny If I ain't hittin' plays I'm somewhere off With a bunny, nigga Don't give no f*ck I go to war with a hunnid niggas And that's a fact I know for sure they sweet like honey, nigga Uhh I be outside, daily Screaming, pay me I've been slaving It's amazing how I'm raking We hit the spot Ain't nowhere else that we can bake in We get that drop, if nothing else set up The day shift You know my niggas taking niggas We kind of famous niggas We get down like gangsta niggas Bitch And I don't even got to pay my niggas Just got to save my nigga, and we all gone Bang the trigger Bitch
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