Pressure
4L Del
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Damn we got another one Aye Del Bitch we back again I ain't go no where I was just in the cut I told y'all this before that I'm back on that still don't give a f*ck Talking to my dawg about the shit we did when we was young Telling me he got my back forever we gone get it done My doggie off the leash I send em at you he gon buss ya ass Once again I drop another bag I still got plenty cash Dead homie dig that nigga up his ass got toe tag Put that red beam right on his back we playing laser tag My opps ain't never did a crime before my boys they slide for real Play with me one time we ona way and you gone die for real Niggas on my dick asking a hoe do del be piping still Just know he stay on go you play with him he got that pipe in steel Dead man if he cross that line then it's a man down Heavy bands in my g star jeans they pull my pants down Gunna man we can bang it out we laid his man's down Don't approach me on no stupid shit back up and put yo hands down Walking thru the hood with that big bitch on me that's big momma Stepping on they neck treat them like lil niggas they fucking toddlers Chillin in yo hood I'm coming back and we can get it popping Talking bout me but they ain't gon touch me hear that choppy choppin All my niggas they gon kill for real you don't want war with us Niggas in the land die everyday this shit ain't new to us You bitch made you a lil nigga you can't get up with us Brodie showed me 10 bands ona phone you can't get up with us Pop yo shit you get popped bitch with a big gat Talk yo shit bullets ripping thru em push his shit back Talk nigga with a 6 pack this 45 clap backs Free twin out that fucking cell give me my brother back Ima bad boy Ghetto star Hood baby Same shit Weird niggas all you niggas fraud yall On that snake shit Loyalty means everything I swear I hate that fake shit Say it's up one time we pulling up and we gone take shit Bitch we back again I ain't go no where I was just in the cut I told y'all this before that I'm back on that still don't give a f*ck Talking to my dawg about the shit we did when we was young Telling me he got my back forever we gone get it done My doggie off the leash I send em at you he gon buss ya ass Once again I drop another bag I still got plenty cash Dead homie dig that nigga up his ass got toe tag Put that red beam right on his back we playing laser tag He talk about the beef on Instagram one time it's over I ain't tweaking with these fake thuggin ass niggas cus they bogus If I get that call about one of my bruddas then it's over I got cases pending on me as we speak and I ain't folding Swear to god I be on go I keep telling y'all y'all don't want no problems I was in the back seat out the window with that rocket popping Brudda by my side he a real demon he like to get violent Dissing on the dead it's gone get ugly cus somebody dying Big racks I be blowing thru it still gone get it back Big racks I be blowing thru it still gone get it back Still gone get it back I'm still gone get it back
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