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C.N.O.T.E
Wop

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

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

the police, that's the code we honor
Your on my drip, I poured it on her
on fleek, I'm cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop at the top
Millionaires out the cell
I ain't never gotta blocks
When I get I buy a new watch
to the lot and bought my bitch a drop
Now I'm on fire, I burn a
They ain't gave me shit, I earned it
Me and really gettin' them loads
Ask the streets, everybody
my show money on clothes
Trap bunking, we don't close
Runnin' with slime, they'll wipe your
I'm from the gutter, up fours
I'm on my shit, I'm dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, then I 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 lot of fans
my strap in at my shows
Double Rollies, a white one, a gold
stopping and I'm always on go
In the of the back, I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, tryna get off the
I'm like Luda, I been them bows

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

I been having a real crazy day, but them packs man I'm 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 more pistols an arcade
And is my real name, don't ever call me rude
Act a fool, and I a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga make the rules, break the
I been a gangster, I the news
Do script and pack Lil Baby food
Goose say we're real crazy, ooh
And the load real real closer
And I hope the dope just up out the water
And I put that scale in that water
Make it double up and get real harder
And if it [?] go real farther, yeah

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