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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 never end, never end
thinkin' I'm playin'
I know for sure split your mothafuckin' head, you get to testin' me
You the cops and i get knocked, I swear to the death of me
The drama's gonna never end, end
Keep thinkin' I'm

It's hard, yeah, it's hard, this that New York
That black glove, wood grip, 'em and chalk shit
I don't talk, say a prayer for my enemies
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 Napoleon, you know war, you know me then
hunt you like a great dane
Hit you, hit you like a freight
Run off with your chains
I'll give you mothafuckas to believe in
Knife work your lungs, make it hard to breathe in
shit could be a big enough reason
You're dancin' with the wolves, fool, better feed
I for you, you ain't ready for the outcome
I'll 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 that .40 Cali' blow, you get the best of me
The drama's gonna never end, end
thinkin' 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 to the death of me
The gonna never end, never end
thinkin' I'm playin'

Me I punch every nigga I had a fight with
it's genetics, mama made me like this
Cocaine baby, problem child, 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 the scene unseen when I get to trippin'
Pistol whip your head enough to blur your vision
What up, comrade, salute, I rank, I got bank
Just fucked up work, 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 & Wesson
talk is not an option, it's a form of expression
You got to go to work on a
The red shit comin' through the shirt on a
My to a gravedigger