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I get that gun, you know that blow and baking be the recipe
For sure I that .40 Cali' blow, you get the best of me
The drama's gonna never end, end
Keep I'm playin'
I know for sure I'll split mothafuckin' head, you get to testin' me
You the cops and i get knocked, I swear to the death of me
The drama's never end, never end
Keep I'm playin'

hard, yeah, it's hard, this that New York shit
That black glove, wood grip, outline 'em and shit
I don't wanna talk, say a for my enemies
Droptop, ten shots, I'll make ass a memory
to ride, homicide, I'm down with it
I'll wave that chopper, hit your and shake the ground with it
Fuck with N dot Bonepart, get ass blown apart
Hip hop's Napoleon, you know war, you me then
I'll hunt you like a great
Hit you, hit you a freight train
Run off with your fake
I'll give you somethin' to believe in
Knife work your lungs, I'll it hard to breathe in
Little could be a big enough reason
You're dancin' with the wolves, fool, feed them
I for you, you ain't ready for the outcome
Nigga get at you all week with the same gun

I get that gun, you that blow and baking soda be the recipe
For sure I make that .40 Cali' blow, you get the of me
The gonna never end, never end
Keep I'm playin'
I know for sure I'll split your mothafuckin' head, you get to me
You call the cops and i get knocked, I to the death of me
The gonna never end, never end
Keep thinkin' I'm

Me I punch every nigga first I had a fight
Maybe it's genetics, mama made me this
baby, problem child, half crazy
Children of the Corn, been warned so long
Big strap for with my little 380
I'll make your little lady a baby
You leave the scene when I get to trippin'
Pistol whip your head hard enough to blur your
What up, comrade, salute, I rank, I got bank
Just fucked up work, askin' if use shanks
Every I'm in my clique, nigga, I run shit
I put in my own work, run, get who you get
is how it feels when you squeeze a Smith & Wesson
When talk is not an option, a form of expression
You got to go to on a nigga
The red shit comin' through the on a nigga
My gift to a