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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 grippin' my nine
I done put my on the line, yeah
I've been money, ain't really got time
I put shooters on the opps'
They even comin' outside
We just a homicide, we just want a homicide
Somebody 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 Mike Mike everything is alright
That's when gutta Frank White got it done on
50 drum, nigga, run for your life
I'm my mama's last son, so I gotta get it
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 bitches fuckin' for a price, that's
came through 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, been watchin' for the Feds
I've been writin' to my niggas 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 from the ledge
We get your kid, nigga, all you see is red
That's just how it is, have you in the bed
Crack a real hitter, nigga, what I said
in the Moncler, that's a lot of shots there
Rest in to T, he got shot there
so many killings, how you not scared?
That's when it was real, you was not
I from they call the bitch 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 where we hit 'em with the remix
Turn and take it on some G shit
Opposition on police shit
We gon' hit block on some creep shit

I've been in the trap, I've totin' my iron
In the grippin' my nine
I done put my on the line, yeah
I've been gettin' money, 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 just want a homicide, we just want a
gotta die today, somebody got die