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

It's hard, yeah, it's hard, this that New York
That black glove, grip, outline 'em and chalk shit
I wanna talk, say a prayer for my enemies
Droptop, ten shots, I'll your ass a memory
to ride, homicide, I'm down with it
I'll wave that chopper, hit your whip and shake the ground it
Fuck N dot Bonepart, get your ass blown apart
Hip hop's Napoleon, you war, you know me then
I'll you like a great dane
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 shit could be a big reason
dancin' with the wolves, fool, better feed them
I for you, you ain't ready for the outcome
Nigga I'll get at you all with the same gun

I get that gun, you know that blow and baking soda be the
For sure I make that .40 Cali' blow, you get the of me
The drama's gonna never end, 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 swear to the of me
The drama's gonna end, never end
Keep I'm playin'

Me I punch every nigga I had a fight with
Maybe it's genetics, mama made me this
Cocaine baby, child, half crazy
Children of the Corn, been warned so long
Big for robberies with my little 380
I'll make your little miscarry a baby
You the scene unseen 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 we'll use
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 is not an option, it's 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