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Walk around town, but its red can you see nigga?
Lead up in your chest, walk around can you breathe nigga?
Crying for a bitch, walk her down you aint P nigga
Askin where I'm from, lil homie from the three nigga
Runnin from a pole up in ya face, that's what sukkas do
Even if you had your blikk tucked you would neva shoot
Kikkin down your door, four-four cause your rents due
You can hide your inner sukka, but I see through you
Try to get me set up; I'm a stratigizer
Burn this nigga up gasoline with a zippo lighter
Chew em up; spit em out like an appetizer
Smack this nigga up; if he cries here's a pacifier
Red up in his teeth, I got red up in my pocket
If your set to let off rounds; like Mutombo ima block it
I said shoutout to ET to these niggas I'm a prophet
Self defense I keep a rocket, self defense now where's my docket
Yeah, I'm big blooded, to niggas I'm big brotha
I don't care about his family; I shoot cousins and mothers
Can't compare me to niggas, across the bridge I'm like no other
Get involved with these triggers, if you don't slide don't call me brother
Goofy ass nigga; he was laughing on the inhale
Not up in your city lil nigga you won't prevail
Sayin you a demon but ya ass won't even make hell
Blick him in the chest he wasn't laughing on the exhale
Walk around town, but its red can you see nigga?
Lead up in your chest, walk around can you breath nigga?
Crying for a bitch, walk her down you aint P nigga
Askin where I'm from, lil homie from the three nigga
Three-six-oh, hang this busta from a tree nigga
Fee-fi-foe, Six Ten I leave debris nigga
Peep that door, open up he gon flee nigga
Peep that hoe, bend her over spread my seed nigga
Runnin from a pole up in ya face, that's what sukkas do
Even if you had your blikk tucked you would neva shoot
Kikkin down your door, four-four cause your rents due
You can hide your inner sukka, but I see through you
Aye nigga, ion f*ck wit ya homie shit
Flexin off a hunnid views I aint even know you spit; know ya klikk
Damn nigga gotta know ya shit,
Say you got yo dawgs homie ion even know ya pit
Send me to the dog pound, the rakes is what I throw down
Niggas think I'm vice but they know me by a bloodhound
Let me set my glock down
The heavy shit like three-pound
Fuckin wit a Treesh, I only snag her for the rebound
Did I shoot the right ford
Shootin in the right door
Reverse of the five four
Used hang wit bloods dawg I'm not a fuckin Vice Lord
Stab yourself with thy sword
Flat snow bunny; calm down nigga that's a whiteboard
Said he got 3 hundred not Mercedes that's a Chrysler
Hot like lightsabers can't say that that's a light sword
Thirty-eight Bitches on my dick I be quite bored
If she wants to talk back smack her be polite whore

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