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C.N.O.T.E
Wop

Well my day crazy, my pack ain't fuckin' make it
The feds investigating, of my niggas turned fugazi
I keep gunners with me lately, 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 niggas thinkin' mane
gon' keep gettin' it mane, long as they keep printin' it mane
Play with me, it
This that synthetic
boys too pathetic
You don't got it go get it
tell, I'm connected
El Gato, it
Two Asian plugs with drugs
them 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 weighing over, please don't 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 lean the pot
Zone 6 soldier, take hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch

Fuck the police, that's the code we
bitch on my drip, I poured it on her
Diamonds on fleek, I'm cold,
Me and Wop at the top
out the cell block
I ain't never gotta blocks
When I get bored I buy a new
Went to the lot and my bitch a drop
Now I'm on fire, I a nigga
ain't gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really them loads
Ask the streets, everybody
Spend my show money on
Trap stay bunking, we don't
Runnin' with slime, they'll wipe 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 shoot on my command
Pop a nigga 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, a white one, a gold
Never and I'm always on go
In the back of the back, I got the curtains
Trap spot, get off the load
I'm like Luda, I 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 don't it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up soda
Count the money over, and feed the sober
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot
Zone 6 soldier, take your over
High grade, upscale, top-notch

I been having a real crazy day, but them man I'm gettin' paid
Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a nigga a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own, nigga I done up with my own way
1 rebel, got more pistols than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name, ever call me rude
Act a fool, and I been a damn gangster them tools
Young make the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I make the
Do script and with Lil Baby food
Goose say we're real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin' real closer
And I hope the dope just came up out the
And I put that fish scale in that
Make it up and get real real harder
And if it [?] go real farther, yeah

When the load gettin' closer, hope they pull him over
I know my bows over, 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, please weigh it over
losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky
Splash the water on it when I lean the pot
6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, yola