Bring Ya Whole Crew
Dubb
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Never took a L, how im back winnin N my Og beat a charge, now he back spinnin He lil rusty wit da aim but we Mac 10'n Roll a honey berry up, we leave em packed in it When u f*ck her real good, make her act different Tried to pull out for da nut, she put me back in it Gotta nine on her desser iont lack wit it Feel like Thugga at da bank, way i stack digits Big Dubb n im known to have dem big bands I just ran into ya bitch, she a big fan I just dropped 200k i got big plans I just copped a hunnit rounds for da big thang Put a X all on his head, homie hit it on da mark Gotta clip full cupids, we gone put em thru his heart Tried to skrt off in da wheel, but dat shit aint push to start Treat da ops like a sneaky links cuz we hit em after dark Dont ask me bout no bitch, pussy boy iont kiss n tell 38s n 44s we aint droppin shells How ya man come home, he aint get a bail Errbody know he told, he aint hit a cell Trae Young when they run, imma hawk em down Tried to play for both sides, prolly caught a round Let em talk all on da net, cuz iont hear a sound Round five for da ops, cuz imma send da hounds Nigga prolly hittin heaven 'for he hit da ground If dat pussy aint good, she cant hang around Lotta markers in dat clip, i can paint a clown Nigga used to be my man, he a hater now Used to be a bad bitch, she a basic now Put up numbers in da field, u cant stay in bounds Doing magic wit da stick, niggas sayin how Hit em once in head, right between da brows Saw his ass person n he froze up All dem pics wit a pole, n u got poked up N his lil bitch mad, i aint show up Tryna get fucked real hard, get her soul touched N my niggas on go, keep a poled tucked Put a body in a blunt when they roll up She go crazy wit da mouth, im like hold up Tried to beg me not to go, had to ghost her Vlone on my back, got her lovin my sweater Red beam, hot sauce, it make every gun betta Keep my eye on backdoors, i can spot me a set up If a nigga want try, he a prolly get wet up Lotta niggas act real, but its never da fellas Nah you aint a big steppa, cuz u light as a feather Four figures on da drip, yeah i put it togther Figure Four on ya bitch, when im tying dem legs up N dem 223s get to flippin on em Yeah dat clip hold 33, i put dat Pippen on em Yeah he thought he had a bag, but im shittin on em Put a dolla on his dome, its good riddance homie Yeah im all up in her walls, n its written on em Yeah dat pussy feel tighter than a fitted on me Point Guard wit da music, got da vision for it You wont see me when i make it, gotta listen for me He ont care if its hot, lil brodie spint da. block He on snapple cap drills, he just tryn pop a top N u know my money long, i can tie it in a knot N i am what i am, but im never what im not Niggas acting pussy, why they end up in a box Yeah dem shells mo fire, imma drop em like its hot He did all dat self snitchin, n u thought it was a bop Had to pull up on his ass, we deliver, we ont knock
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