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Riding my AR with me. (What)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the block my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips you'll get down. (Bow Bow)
Riding with my AR me. (AR)
in the jungle with slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)
da Kid:
Posted on the with my FN, (What)
Fully loaded 20 thats my best friend. (Bow Bow)
Its Mr. now Im reloaded. (ughh)
Im a man of my word, fucker quote it. (Kidd)
Ridin with my AR seat. (bow)
Bring havoc to your block da mob deep.(Mob)
Fetti ridin packed thats the line up. (Mob)
Disrespect my squad will get you lined up. (ughh)

Riding my AR with me. (What)
Thuggin in the with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips you'll get down. (Bow Bow)
with my AR with me. (AR)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy, (wooh)
on the block with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Ar
Five dot six millimeter,
Five niggas in the whip, speakers,
This trey pound chips, beater,
Slimmy with me he got them chilli heaters,
For one i bust the tool if a nigga up,
Duck body parts thats a sleeper,
Thuggin like its tell that sucka speak up,
They say the way bent, sim tell em up,

Riding my AR with me. (What)
Thuggin in the with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips you'll get down. (Bow Bow)
Riding with my AR me. (AR)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy, (wooh)
on the block with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)

Bang rat-a-tata watch the crowd scatta,
Niggas me off, i got a bad bladder,
bitch ima monster, make run and scream,
I AR-15, I tote it in my jeans,
We got up off of guns and danger,
That chopper got me like a power ranger, its danger.
Dont argue these niggas im pullin out takin aim,
You standin close enough bitch im burnin you the flames.

Riding my AR with me. (What)
in the jungle with slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the block my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips you'll get down. (Bow Bow)
Riding with my AR me. (AR)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the block my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin my chips you'll get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Tre
Its Tre and ima, sun of a gun,
Got to earth a nigga like third rock from the sun,
now we keep yo bitch on like a gun jammed,,
They say i got a flow im possesed, son of sam,
we fastball, you pitichin underhand,
And if you aint talkin bout then we dont understand,
say pound snitchin not.. cant be, the only D.A. i talk to is dead anthony.

Riding my AR with me. (What)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy. (ughh)
on the block with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips you'll get down. (Bow Bow)
Riding my AR with me. (AR)
Thuggin in the with slimmy, (wooh)
on the block with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)
Ru:
You faggots aint i can bring you to the jungle,
You is soft you aint ready for this rumble,
I can make it crumble you aint for this pressure,
BSM n Gang i leave em on a strecher,
My AR and everything,
Tre Pound he let it ring,
You can let it gunsound, hit em that flocka flame,
These is dumb found, but they give alot-a brain,
So tht make it feel good, just grip alot-a grain. RIP.

Riding with my AR me. (What)
Thuggin in the jungle slimmy. (ughh)
Posted on the with my Tre pound. (Trey pound)
Playin my chips you'll get layed down. (Bow Bow)
Riding my AR with me. (AR)
in the jungle with slimmy, (wooh)
Posted on the with my Tre Pound. (Trey pound)
Playin with my chips get layed down. (R.I.P.)

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