RRX700
JuneGetMoney
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Gang ya facts Lazer dim gang bitch we in da building Play wit da bread we kome pick up ya children Deze nikkas don't want no smoke with dem villans I be one deep and I want me some millions Double R shit take a look at da ceiling I be masked up when I kommit da killings Break n yo shit and we kommit to stealing 700 gang and we promote da drilling 2 many sticks to play round with dim reaperz Kant give a f*ck kuz we promote da bleachers I'm bussin headz for haters turnt seekerz Aye I want da bread I don't want da freakerz I just want da head bitch keep on yo sneakerz Once we get da bread yo people kan meet us You get shot n da head you try to mistreat us Aye I gotta run dis shit up for my fetus Aye I trap in yeezys not regular adidas I do dis for fun but I'm taxing for features Lil bro gotta bomb in his bag for dem kreatures Not a private but I got sum tucked for tom peepers Aye dis stick here elite imma blam at da kreepers And I hang wit shooters not regular people Dis way of life not for regular people Kant let em work me kuz we not equal I say f*ck da boss kuz all my nikkas equal I played wit kap guns and beepers So dem nikkas better run from dim reaperz Jone say look at da tommy gun when he meet ya Nikka pushup on f*ck shit glockie will greet ya I won't beg for respekt a nikka not aretha Dey gotta pay me to talk im somethin like da preacher Da way dat I walk a nikka kan not teach ya Kome skraight out da vault 700 dim reaperz It be white chalk as soon as we leave dem Da judge had taught him kuz yall aint teach em He got a big ahh bullet for growing up wrong Lazer dim gang send lights thru ya home Ya dim reaperz gone make ya scream while dey alone He shell shocked kant run for da phone We hit day block and do dey ahh wrong Let off some shotz and get da f*ck on We get da drop and push up to ya home I wipe da snot off his nose he too grown Boy you a bitch gone run along He kant kome out kuz we ran em on He scared to kome out shooters at his home We be in yo house where we don't belong Post up on da market and get yo shit gone I get racks off burners f*ck a iPhone He thank he bad but he movin wrong If I want yo stash dem im goin prone If it's bout dat bag den nikkas in bushes Nikkas get on yo ahh dey kan smell dat you pussc If I want you bad I lay in da bushes If it's bout my kash I lay on dat pussc Katch him down bad and spray at dat pussc My folks play wit glass so dey kall me a rookie I play with kash just like im a bookie Hell yea I be lying but not to my kookie And I do deze beats bad im not a rookie Set up shop I watch his back while he cooking P.I.C. I got ya when you not lookin Play with dis 700 shit we in booking
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