#BGXSASUKE
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Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Yeah, yeah, aye, yeah, uh, uh, huh, let's go Yeah, aye, aye, aye, look Okay, I walk up out the store, about two bags on me Money flood in my pockets and my pants, that's why they sag on me I'm my momma oldest, yeah, she proud, that's why she brag on me He get out of line, we have to spank him, we go dad on him Yeah, this watch up on my wrist, yeah, it be perfect timing You can see the sky dweller, real VVs, these ain't regular diamonds I ain't even gon' lie, this a plain jane This watch ain't got no diamonds, but I'm still gon' rock it, shine it Master P, I'm bout it, bout it If you tryna swim up in that water, you gon' drown We find where you stayin', where you layin' if you talk down I ain't even playin', send Sasuke to walk you down Man, he don't want no smoke for real, he a hater, he just a clown Yeah, man, I'm in the back of the foreign, the Maybach He want a feature, but he cannot pay that We got the yoppas, we gettin' at oppas And if they is dirty, we grabbin' the Ajax It's a lot going on, But I can maintain that In the back with a mack, no, I can't lack Ain't finna keep goin', man I'm just trollin' Everybody know I can't rap Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck (let's go) Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck (let's go) Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck (let's go) Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck (let's go) Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck (let's go) Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck Nigga talkin' on me like I won't run up and gun him down Nigga talk about money, keep some hundreds like a barrel round HoodSasuke, the hitman, pull up, shoot that nigga with no sound No, I am not chillin', keep a Glocky in the fuckin' lounge And I'm spinnin' in a fuckin' ghost, so how the f*ck you see me Keep on talkin' crazy, we gon' bend you like a fuckin' weegee Talkin' bout you spinnin', how you spinnin' with a god damn B.B. When I get a son, his first belt finna be a fuckin' B.B (facts) Me and B.G. spinnin' on that block, we saw a witness, told him TP If that nigga get to snitchin', choppa roll him out like TP Choppa finna turn him black and white, now that boy sayin' he he Look at the score board, we up like three, bitch, GGs Uh, and that's facts, nigga run off we gon shoot at his back Choppa finna pop, it's my little Uzi, I bet you ain't know that it was a damn Mac Get to the cheese, told my bitch I'm the mac, spin with that hammer, return of the mack Standing ovation, I'm lettin' it clap, yo life a burrito, bitch, it's a wrap Ghost, ridin' in a what? Me and B.G. in a Phantom Nigga talkin' crazy, keep my cannon like I'm Fanum And my choppa LTG, lil' bitch, ain't gonna fuckin' ban him Ran up got hit with a what? No Traction is my damn anthem And the choppa, like the sun is gonna spit and then just tan him And my choppa? Holdin' 1400 it like it's Trippie That boy try to run away from Choppa, now he's runnin', trippin' If you niggas thinkin' that I need you, now you really trippin' Choppa on banana clip, lil' bitch is gonna leave you slippin' Claim your girl the world, but only thing she good for is bitchin' Me and B.G. movin' like we Michael Jordan, Scottie Pippen Me and B.G. get to the bag, don't need your bitch to chip in Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck, duck (let's go)
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