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Rosedale, E Street, D
Fuck whoever like
You

I've in the trap, I've been totin' my iron
In the kitchen grippin' my
I done put my on the line, yeah
I've been gettin' money, really got time
I put shooters on the opps'
They ain't 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
gotta die today, somebody got die

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When they killed my nigga Swipe, man, it my whole life
Told my nigga Mike everything is alright
That's when gutta White got it done on sight
50 drum, nigga, run for your life
I'm my last son, so I gotta get it right
Take a loss, I'ma rob, I'ma get it back tonight, no
Nigga, hell nah, we fight
If I make a body drop, in the mornin', a flight, that's life
All these bitches fuckin' for a price, right
Opps came through last night, was slight
forget 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 in the Feds
You don't wanna make my shooter cut his dreads
No you hang, nigga, you too scared
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, you pissin' in the bed
Crack a real hitter, nigga, 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?
when it was real, you was not there
I from where they call the the red zone
Where we to turn into a dead zone
Trappin' out the go tthe bread long
Two to the dome, nigga's head gone
I'm from we hit 'em with the remix
Turn around and take it on G shit
Opposition on some police
We gon' hit your block on some creep

I've in the trap, I've 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 opps'
They even comin' outside
We just want a homicide, we just want a
Somebody gotta die today, got die
We just a homicide, we just want a homicide
gotta die today, somebody got die