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Rosedale, E Street, D
whoever don't like
You

I've been in the trap, been totin' my iron
In the grippin' my nine
I put my life on the line, yeah
I've been money, ain't really got time
I put shooters on the line
ain't even comin' outside
We just want a homicide, we want a homicide
gotta die today, somebody got die
We want a homicide, we just want a homicide
Somebody die today, somebody got die

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When they killed my nigga Swipe, man, it changed my whole
Told my nigga Mike Mike is alright
That's when gutta Frank White got it on sight
50 drum, nigga, run for your life
I'm my mama's last son, so I get it right
Take a loss, rob, I'ma get it back tonight, no problem
Nigga, hell nah, we fight
If I a body drop, in the mornin', take a flight, that's life
All bitches fuckin' for a price, that's right
Opps came last night, that was slight
Can't how my niggas spent the Ben on a bike
You say you a shooter, you know you are not the
I've been on the low, I've watchin' for the Feds
I've been writin' letters to my niggas in the
You don't wanna ever make my shooter cut his
No you can't hang, nigga, you too
Take him to the bridge, let him from the ledge
We get your kid, nigga, all you see is red
just how it is, have you pissin' in the bed
Crack a real hitter, nigga, what I said
Glock in the Moncler, a lot of shots there
Rest in to T, he got shot there
It's so killings, how you not scared?
when it was real, you was not there
I from they call the bitch the red zone
we like to turn into a dead zone
Trappin' out the buildin' go bread long
Two shots to the dome, head gone
I'm from where we hit 'em with the
Turn around and take it on some G
Opposition on police shit
We gon' hit your on some creep shit

I've been in the trap, been totin' my iron
In the grippin' my nine
I done put my on the line, yeah
been gettin' money, ain't really got time
I put shooters on the line
They ain't even comin'
We want a homicide, we just want a homicide
Somebody die today, somebody got die
We just a homicide, we just want a homicide
Somebody die today, somebody got die