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

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

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

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