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hide the gun The jam jam jam jam the drum the sound pop mags on the run On the low low rolling that wheel, random man got a money deal Lil brain busting
a lil' something like this I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade I walk from school to my mom's
[Mr. Shadow] Quivole Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob Viscious Man Funk on the boards Coming at you for the 98 And it won't stop Check It [Mr. Shadow] It is I
giving shit to the kids So they don't have to rob for it, like I did Blowed basketball, AAU you got me fucked up I'll blow this rap shit too They said
mobbin' Listen to the Buddha Brothers 6 to 10 there ain't no other Playin' my favorite jams On 1 0 3 Jams I got my man Big D, Big Rodney In
I said shit, damn, get off your ass and jam All the thugs in the club Let me see you get 'em up All the hoes get a lil' lil' low A lil' low now Said
for my bruda Get money with my bruda Rob a bank with my bruda My bruda, my shooter Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter My bruda, my shooter
off TASH, got the style that house any beanie bopper So check the time of clock while I rock the land "Hey ladies!" tell em whose in this jam
Turn me down a little bit more Grrahh Ohhh this my jam Ran up a bag now I'm shopping in France Begging for your life lil nigga no chance you slime
Cause being born with his life's like being born with a life sentence Young niggas on that murder rob steal kill And Lil baby drop it to the floor for
(Snitch niggas) Keep a chopper like my name was Harley-Davidson (Boom boom) See these chains on my neck, go 'head and rob it (Go 'head and rob it) I put
shit just happened to my nigga Terrence A week later now somebody else is laying dying Surrounded by a crowd of people and his momma crying The way
don’t finish They ain’t playing by no rules so why you think that you can bend it Get a lil money they gon rob before you spend it That’s why i can’t lend
by my lonely then I'm slidin to the neck Yeah bitch aye we up the score niggas keep on talkin it's like 6 to 24 Call my brotha rob cuz you know he
like, "You lost son, think of the cost of being a moron" But how is it they side by side in the morning? Opposites attract Opposites attract Opposites
wearin' that magical dress, that Shit be see-through And I just put a three-five of that fuck Nigga up in my wood Let a nigga come and try, and rob me, wish
my future lookin' bright his girl jam my music dat lil nigga tight You think imma kill you then maybe I might i don't give a fuck Nd I know it ain't
Pushing up on a treat Somewhere in south Cobb Coming from the east side By the babies that rob Tryna flex for a freak Wit a kiddy on God Wet wet wet Like
They told me go hop on this beat Okay cool got the heat in the seat Ride with a strap and a glock by my feet The best man won aint no questioning me
Hopkins Bitch curved me I ain't cry i ran the bands up That's on Mary--nah Deezo copped lil a lamb truck Peanut butter AK spread his body like some jam uh
the fucking slammer Cause you sold to a nigga on camera Trying to flex for Instagram Now you in the fucking jam Now we looking at you like damn Damn lil bruh
aim off the noodle, they target me Glock don't jam, this bitch up comfortably Cop pulled up right when he tried to run from me Let my ass go by
think im a lil colder He can walk but he can't talk it out when bullets in his molars and Too expensive fuck a cost I want a Hemi as my motor If that
It's Kaden on the beat Hey Alex, real head-tapper, nigga Stop by gang, nigga This is what's up, gang I come through the rip and I'm bumping that
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