Heat Check
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They ain't want to listen I sat em down Played them the tape and they clapping now Niggas done graduated from that local shit Catch me wearing my cap and gown I did my city due diligence Keep it hundred no capping now Niggas be claiming they kilt shit Really they innocent sit em down I heard you talking that drill shit That's how these niggas get killed quick Niggas start busting that iron Put one in your eye and skate heel flip If you think I'm pussy or lying Then lil nigga try me Ill show real quick Run up get done up we throwing hands But all of my niggas got the steel gripped Gripped tight I ain't a shooter I rather pull up and do fist fights Wrist ice That's how I want it I'm writing and working them long nights Bitch ice Cold like December run game on a nigga that's my type Yall type Twitter beef pussy pull up catch the next flight I put my lil niggas on I ain't just out here writing songs These niggas ain't doing what I'm doing These niggas ain't on what I'm on If you feel the lyrics sing along If you cant get with it change the song Imma keep doing what I'm doing And wait til as friend put you on They ain't want to listen I sat em down Played them the tape and they clapping now Niggas done graduated from that local shit Catch me wearing my cap and gown I did my city due diligence Keep it hundred no capping now Niggas be claiming they kilt shit Really they innocent sit em down Sit em down seat check My lil nigga shooting like heat check Go to Miami and f*ck up the city And we getting litty off heat checks Big stepper like dwayne wade Team of shooters we the deep threats Go back to my city its strictly business Doing some shit you ain't peep yet I try to stay off the internet Unless I'm promoting the music Twitter fingers we ain't into that Loose lips leave you toothless Snap a nigga like a toothpick All my women be super thick Thick bitch black skin Might just take her out to ruth's chris Order steak didn't plate hit the telly and the truth is Head straight pussy great but she gave it up too quick Two threes one six I got my city they with me bitch Reach back one three you balling on rookie this vet shit They ain't want to listen I sat em down Played them the tape and they clapping now Niggas done graduated from that local shit Catch me wearing my cap and gown I did my city due diligence Keep it hundred no capping now Niggas be claiming they kilt shit Really they innocent sit em down
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