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Know some Hoover niggas down to ride For a homicide, when its drama Niggas thinkin' they MCs Can't get touched, well it's hammer Who the fuck is Lil I dust you like ash and flow wack, my flow crack Got marble floors, floors crack Got rap shit, mice traps, these niggas broke, ankle wraps Don't ride around in LA, if you come on the jet with the strap My niggas 52 roofs coupes, Ciroc orange juice Trel fuck all you, my OG Chimp out soon H rat, out ScHool boy Q, my dog You're a one, I owe you Shot at them when you heard the news If your daughter ever need something, don't I got you Posted up on sunset at the House Of like it's all cool Might get trapped in too Mally Mall he with Big U I be in Bel Air, still got niggas in the field 20 Million, LK real, with in that SLR, T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets G5's Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby My cost 2 chickens you ain't got one? Don't talk my I'm king shitting on yo and we in the gym Tryna be a baller? End up like in "Above The Rim" You too small Smeagol I'm swatting the I'll put you the earth now it's a garden on your tombstone You stain teenagers barely teething on I'll hold you like the you are, all my whips mayo You from Illinois? bring the noise You ain't Don't talk to me Grammy nominated? talk to me 20 Million? Don't to me It's to this shit boy you basement, Don't to me You want the fame? I'll take your name and that weak bitch you asleep with!
Ain't got no for this rap shit Blood Money, Cash Ain't got no time for this rap Money, Blood Money Ain't got no time for rap shit rap money, money I'm nigga, straightjacket! Yo Trel let a nigga hit him a ratchet Big U let a nigga get matches torch the building this La Familia Pull up and spin a backwards Light it up, smoke a nigga like a (Gotta DMX) Coming through my dogs That chopper going walls beef shit? That's me shit Pull up bangin' that shit monster truck pull up side of that Benz?
(Niggas saying nothin') aimed at yo whip, nigga! (Niggas saying nothin') Cash Money, Hustle like Tip, nigga! (Niggas ain't nothin') through, few Bloods, few Crips, nigga! (Niggas saying nothin') T I got you, don't trip, nigga!
First off lemme go on 40 Glocc about my kids on Instagram? Nigga wanna get his ass socked again! Tell a lie I pulled out a Glock on him Don't make me Pac again! You ScHoolboy like and Top and them Have a bitch nigga running to the again It's all Gucci Mane, Flock and them (green Light) That go nigga if you ever see this ho nigga, on mamas it's a (green Light) From my nigga died to Riverside your niggas know it's a (green Light) Better run the red ones around and be a dead one (Jump in the of beef, 'cause I don't like no one) (Step behind these and I don't write not one) (Niggas they lips but they don't like no guns) (Just close your eyes and that light come) I fuck with no new niggas like to sue, no woo nigga Tyga hit me "Durk dissing" Dirk Nowitzki? Dirk who Never of these niggas Some of the nerve of niggas Don't make me put on burgundy Let the AK I'm serving these Yo T raw, time to murder these suburban these niggas I'm bitches, I'm taking chains yeah I'm Young Bergin' niggas
Ain't start making guns when made you nigga Ain't no Jayhawk but I'll K you And I know Hoovers, I know 60s, I know Westside Pirus, down to die too in on them 50s I got niggas on and the Southside of Chi too up in an 87 Cutlass, throwing bullets like Jay Cutler Fuck this, what's Niggas all that fuck shit, tough shit Put a nigga on like I Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese I know Lil Herb, I Lil Keef I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like ass whooping Come fuck me, I got hands, I got bands Got I am what I am .45 Go blam with no jam Bring a nigga Vietnam, go ham runnin' out of ham, let's go spam Nigga dip through set like Killa Cam I'm talkin' to the man, with no This is a DM with no Ridin' through the Chi, ain't ever seen Hit a 300 with my nigga Sosa paper bag, sippin' on a Four Loko Nigga get love, I talkin' 'bout The Notebook got killers out here, west side, they feel us out here Like Weasel and Chicago, out here Old man and the capitol is out here ? on the low end all my BD bring the dope in And BdD twins locked up in the and my nigga Bump J, hold your head If you getting money nigga hold bread Rock my P like L.E.D. them Bogus They Fuck with me I fuck stones till I OD' 69, Seven Deuce, Marshalville I mean Yellow G, gave me a bitch off of Damen Ave I use her to She the Chi, but she ain't shy She ain't never met a nigga who die I'm so Southside I'm so I'm so Westside, "Ain't I?" Got more niggas in the Chi than Jay (Chi Jay) I be more Chi Town than Ye' (Chi Town than Ye') I'm on the low end with my nigga Par K (With my Par K) And he A GD, but free Bump J 4Ch but I'm like in this Shark Tale OG like a car spins, you do cartwheels Lil under a lil dirt
(And knows you) Dis ain't what want! (Nobody you) (Bitch I thought that was song!) (I'm to show you) You done caught a Little L dog (Man nobody you) You of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!