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

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

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When they my nigga Swipe, man, it changed my whole life
Told my nigga Mike everything is alright
That's gutta Frank White got it done on sight
50 round drum, nigga, run for your
I'm my last son, so I gotta get it right
Take a loss, I'ma rob, get it back tonight, no problem
Nigga, nah, we don't fight
If I make a drop, in the mornin', take a flight, that's life
All these bitches fuckin' for a price, that's
Opps came through last night, was slight
Can't forget how my spent the Ben on a bike
You say you a shooter, you you are not the type
I've been on the low, I've been for the Feds
been writin' letters to my niggas in the Feds
You don't wanna ever make my cut his dreads
No you hang, nigga, you too scared
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
a real hitter, nigga, that's what I said
Glock in the Moncler, that's a lot of shots
Rest in peace to T, he got shot
so many killings, how you not scared?
That's when it was real, you was not
I from where they call the bitch the red
Where we to turn into a dead zone
Trappin' out the buildin' go tthe bread
Two shots to the dome, nigga's head
I'm from where we hit 'em the remix
Turn around and take it on some G
Opposition on some police
We gon' hit your on some creep shit

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