Guap
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I got tracer rounds in my Glock I just might face a pound of the pot Pull up to the space around where you plot Then the Glock 'boutta place a round in your top Bitch I be ballin a rack on my feet Look at my eyes haven't slept in a week Me and the gang bring Iraq to your street With a Drac' and chop leave yo flock all deceased I do not f*ck with you niggas I said that already but f*ck you I'll say it again I just might pull up and shoot at yo family right before popping a Xan I got a Glock with a switch my accountant she countin' the Guap got a mountain of cash cuz I'm rich I might hop in a foreign her race ain't important still f*ck on a foreign bitch F*ck all you niggas you horse shit I'm not giving you niggas a warning Multiple bitches I'm Mormon Turn yo kid to an orphan (F*ck all you niggas you horse shit I'm not giving you niggas a warning Multiple bitches I'm Mormon Turn yo kid to an orphan) Kill a motherfucker for the way they act Eyes low snort a 30 in my Pontiac Got a dime in my lap while I grip the mac F*ck a fake friend imma turn him to a pack
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