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Open Season

by Elvy The God

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I could get it gon right now Whole sale or break it all down Ina trap house Bangin da roof Off dis mf Peekin out da window Watchin out for Da undercovers Lotta nikkas leaches Gotta watch em Call em blood Suckas I’m w my blood Brothers I know We can trust Each other We done been Thru shit Dat u ain’t never seen Life a nightmare It was hard to have a dream Switch in my jeans I ain’t worried boutta thing Come thru like A janitor They way I clean the scene Laser Beams Blue, red & green Fiends everywhere We servin Everything Watchu need Crack, dope, pills, lean or weed Give a junkie just A couple rocks To freshin up my feet Every since I was a shorty I been run round these streets In dat jungle ima Beast I taught myself how to eat Can’t no label put me on A shelf I drop whenever I please If a nikka push Push my buttons Dis bitch grrr Whenever I squeeze Better Pray dat god Bless you Ima wipe Ya nose if u sneeze My baby brother Turn regular glocks Into machines Play wit me My lil homie dressin Up like scream Lamp on u While u In yo livin room Watchin TV I be trynna stay away From trouble But it come to me Dem ppl kicked da door Down to da trap Now da block is where I be Take a look Come n see Showed a bunch a Nikkas came Thru here Why not to fuck wit me Should’ve seen his Face when he Found out his bitch Was fuckin me Suckin me Luckily U ain’t put yo all into dat bitch Cuz she in love w me Stay up in yo motherfuckin lane It can ugly I won’t get into over no hoe I need dis money Dummy Just for All Dat talkin Put a zipper On his tummy Got up close He fell I cracked His egg like humpty Dumpty It’s open Season ina field We going hunting My lil nikkas Wildin Off dem yerks Trynna kill something Skracth up In em Straight 8s Hop out w switches N choppas Posted up w kk On dat 1400 blocka U know we lurking When we outside Go inside Close da curtains Let a nikka dis the gang N we gon murk em If I can’t find you I’m drop a birkin Bitch, big do it

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