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C.N.O.T.E
Wop

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

When the gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him over
I know my over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I it up with soda
Count the over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot
Zone 6 soldier, take your over
High grade, upscale, top-notch

Fuck the police, that's the we honor
Your on my drip, I poured it on her
on fleek, I'm cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop at the top
out the cell block
I ain't gotta sell blocks
When I get bored I buy a new
Went to the lot and bought my a drop
Now I'm on fire, I burn a
They ain't gave me shit, I it nigga
Me and really gettin' them loads
Ask the streets, everybody
Spend my money on clothes
stay bunking, we don't close
Runnin' with slime, they'll your nose
I'm from the gutter, up fours
I'm back on my shit, I'm waterfall
Did a bid, back, then I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon' shoot on my
Pop a nigga like a xan
All I needed was a chance
Now I got a lot of bands
Now I got a lot of fans
Tucking my strap in at my
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 Luda, I been slanging them bows

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

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

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