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Dre, niggas think bullshittin'
Yeah! Yeah!

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to the street with him
I put your body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies

Nigga front on me, the goons and goblins out
Bushmaster hundred shot run out
They dumb out, you heard of me, they me big homie
Me I the register ring
I'm the cab
make the hammers ring
on ya ass now
Hair trigger, stare nigga, yeah flip
Six, let it off at wig
Here I is, the money is, I still get biz
D's know about the
You still get did
It be your tombstone and your fuckin' they dig
that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
I'm Damien nigga
When I start loose on ya
Closest thing to lucifer, you think you got a on ya
I make it to breathe
I with your heart, so air it out
Make it to eat
Have you lookin' both
Like you the street!

try me son, he best have the heat on him
Want my closed, get to moppin' the street with him
I put your body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas, that death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, bring death to my enemies

Yeah niggas send me the wrong message, we gon' fucking kill the
Your whole clique hollow tips'll tear up the of ya
This ain't the "carter" nigga, this is
It's harder I die and be a martyr, respect me like father
Let off a or let a case off
I have pussy ass runnin' like a race horse
Follow now yay' shoot his "face off"
You can have one, blast one, mad fun
See how when you to me all of the cash gone
I was born with the tec a birth defect
I was in the bins, ended up in a Benz
This is what happens have nots turn into sasquatch
Let the gat pop, down on the back blocks
horrific nah it's terrific
I got it if you sniff it, go head nigga it
Get lifted, Goddamn I'm

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street him
Well I put body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, bring death to my enemies

Yeah I tell 'em ride on 'em they ride on 'em
Get the line on 'em and the .9 on 'em
Head shot, .40-glock blow his on him
They say ain't not a jooks, leave the on 'em,
Now you can watch me, nigga the police watch me
I move proper go ahead catch a shell tryna me
That 4-30 spider, fibre
And my dog is like natural fighter
Rapid fire, sweet like apple cider,
The mack'll fire, mask like Michael
It's off the when I get on my bullshit
No smiles, no laughs, you gets no
You can explain to my niggas while whoop yo' ass
My hands when the money comes, it's hard to explain it
Last time I itched like this, a came in
Get money, get bread, that's I do kid

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street him
Well I put body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies