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C.N.O.T.E
Wop

Well my day startin' crazy, my pack ain't fuckin' it
The feds investigating, some of my turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for
El Gato is my code name, don't ever me Radric
coke and crystal meth, so icy entertainment
I'm but I'm famous, bitch I'm armed and I'm dangerous
Diamonds on me mane, fuck what niggas thinkin' mane
Guwop gon' keep gettin' it mane, long as they keep printin' it
Play me, regret it
ain't that synthetic
Y'all boys too
You got it then go get it
tell, I'm connected
El Gato, it
Two Asian plugs with drugs
Call Redman and Method

When the load gettin' closer, they don't pull him over
I my bows over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, don't weigh it over
losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch

the police, that's the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I it on her
on fleek, I'm cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop at the top
Millionaires out the cell
I ain't never sell blocks
I get bored I buy a new watch
Went to the lot and my bitch a drop
Now I'm on fire, I a nigga
They ain't gave me shit, I it nigga
Me and really gettin' them loads
Ask the streets, know
Spend my show on clothes
Trap bunking, we don't close
Runnin' slime, they'll wipe your nose
I'm the gutter, throwing up fours
I'm on my shit, I'm dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, I brushed it off
Shooters, gon' shoot on my command
Pop a noggin like a xan
All I ever needed was a
Now I got a whole lot of
Now I got a whole lot of
my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a one, a gold
Never stopping and I'm on go
In the back of the back, I got the closed
Trap spot, get off the load
I'm like Luda, I slanging them bows

the load gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him over
I know my over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with
the money over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood
grade, upscale, top-notch yola

I been having a real crazy day, but packs man I'm gettin' paid
Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a nigga with a
I done stayed with my own, nigga I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got pistols than an arcade
And is my real name, don't ever call me rude
Act a fool, and I been a damn with them tools
nigga make the rules, break the rules
I a gangster, I make the news
Do script and pack with Lil Baby
Goose say goin' real crazy, ooh
And the load real real closer
And I hope the dope just came up out the
And I put that fish scale in water
Make it double up and get real harder
And if it [?] go real farther, yeah

When the load closer, hope they don't pull him over
I know my bows over, sack 'em up and keep the
weighing over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with
Count the money over, and the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your over
grade, upscale, top-notch yola