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

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

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

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