50z Shot Kupid

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Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Ayy, they don't wanna see me hop up out dat car
And grab my mask
Ayy, niggas get behind this car
I swear to God that we go fast
Ayy, need to get my Opps a medal or something
I swear that too damn fast
Caught, what's ah name up at dat sto
(Shhhhh)
I can't even talk about that
Ayy, tryna hit the fuckin' bricks
But the fuckin' Tire flat
Ayy, makin' statements in that cell
I swear to God your ass a rat
Ayy, havin' since with young niggas
That's probably why I'm fuckin' fat
Ayy, why these niggas tryna stop my motion
I'm tryna get a scat
Ayy, 50 boys, bitch, this our year
I swear to God, bitch, that's a fact
I'm on the phone with Bang
He's smiling', throwin' up fifty with jail plats
Ayy, bitch, I'm on my grind for real
I swear to God I get these racks
Niggas say they having, I swear to God
These niggas ain't flippin' no packs
Ayy, real street niggas spend a ten
Bitch, I make it right back
And I get shit done myself
You must ain't heard I get niggas whacked
Free them guys up out that cell, I stg
I miss them niggas
Ayy, niggas dissin' on the game
But they ain't never squeeze no triggers
I be Lil Rekk' I'm front of bricks
I keep like thirty in my clip
Big fifty boys, this shit for real
That's on the gang, I never switch
And free lil bang up out the cell
Before we break him out that bitch
And f*ck da school, bitch, we was skipping
We was gettin' high and shit
Ayy, bitch, I'm really from the bricks
Ayy, bitch, I keep like 50 sticks
And Bitch, we really tote them blicks
We hop out hittem in they shit
Them niggas duckin' from that switch
Ayy, why you runnin' like a little bitch
He Told that business he a snitch
Ayy, hop out hittem in they shit
Ayy, bitch, I slide with Big four fifth
Posted outside a nigga crib
We in the field, this shit for real
Big fifty boys, we know the kill
Like, bitch, you know the fuckin' drill
We poppin' shit just like a pill
Ayy, bitch, you know I keep my steel
Rekkless Osama, I'm too ill
Ever since the early age
My shoes was dirty, I was in that field
Boy you know who 50 frl
Put my face up on that bill
I swear to God, this shit for real
I swear to God, this shit for real
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I swear to God, this shit for real
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Gang, gang, gang, ayy
Big fifty, nigga, ayy, ayy
Big fifty, nigga, ayy
Gang, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy

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