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know you've been traumatized
Mommy and Daddy just couldn't work it out
Don't think that we don't care
Cause without a doubt
We will be there by your side

some real moves, spot to spot

Gotta stay low from the police, don't really hide
Pick that boy off on my phone, that's a fuckin' doubt
The whole thing,

Nigga, this a burglary, off the perc feel like Hercules
Pop your son in nursery, he got stung by some worker bees
Bitch, huh, let's have a cookout
You

let me get the bag
Bet I make the bag bitch
I'm here to get the bag
That's a fact counting stacks
Fucka pistol grab a mack
Gun off safety stay intact
If

biggest shit, them bullets fat
We got all types of guns, you want smoke, we givin' it

Fuck I need a laser for, just get up close and tap his head
What type

that picture too big for da way that I sin
I was gettin' busy, nigga told me "get it" , I did it
Now I got my own grind, income come from da rhymes
I'm

what if banks run out of more
That's why I got a chain so big
We could play tug of war
That's word
Yo, I started with a clean slate
Ended with a bad ass

how you gon' lose yo' life 33 shots Scottie Pippen,
Only killin' off a perk when he sober, he be chillin
Kill that man, then his wife Give a fuck, kill

The minute I was loose I left the roost and got me a pair of big black boots
Let me tell you fate put me on a crate, me and a pig on a sailor's leg

Their brains are polluted with the drugs and the violence
Diluted with the influence of rappers alliance
Same scene off scarface and in daydream
Same

Ayy
Big Goddo Flaco
Just know I got it on me when it's time to slide
Last rapper to diss me, went missing, shout out to the mob
I keep it on me

balls, player
And stay low from the law
Young Hizzle be smokin' that raw
Young Hizzle be totin' them guns
And gettin' just ain't no fun
Big tre pound make

VVS diamonds
I done had them long, I remember I was crying
Now I'm on the whip with my gun ready to fire
Stayin' safe, I never fall off
Never been lil'

know I'm gettin' these hoes
For all of my bros the way that we pass it, yeah
Gun too heavy, I'm saggin'

Big-ass, chop with attachments
I could not rock

And a blicky blicky with it by my side
Never know in which way we would survive
Told that bitch "You hold it tightly and just hide"
'Cause I don't

No fighting, no guns, but I can hurt you with my words they're like an arsenic.
I'm a self-diagnosed people pusher, I can push you to be better and I

to make her my wife

And I ain't gonna loose her like those other lames did

I keep a stash safe kid, when I proposed it made her face big

She keep me

bringing a switchblade to a fucking gun show
I'm the crypt keeper with these big cleavers
You drive me up a fucking wall like thick sneakers
I'm

dropped
Amongst the big round nubs of all the people that pissed you off
Performing feats so death defying
To overcompensate for their attention trying

get high as hell smokin' vegetable
On that asparagus, big old 4.5 carry this Motherfucker like I got gun license

Eastside terrorist Isis Used to stand

My phone tend to ring, so she tend to get jealous
Scratch off the bar, got the Glock from Cabela's
Left his ass twitching, put him on the stretcher

bitches would play me, now they see me all the hoes go crazy
That's crazy, big pimping got me feeling like Jay-Z
Mister LL, I'm loved by the ladies,

clothes - she wasn't sweet and frail.
She was quick with the gun 
	cnd she had a brutish husband
So she went off one day for her
	Life was not for sale.

on a b***h, like Dove
She said I'm the only one that made her cum
Told her arch that s**t, girl don't you run
When I hit that s**t, I'mma hold my gun
She tryna