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[Verse 1: Gunz]
Stare is when the trigger face
Lil n***a with a bigger
Know me young homie? here's some money, you now
I'll make 2012 with a dial
Talking that s**t; know who they rapping with
Pause, I say f**k em fast, d***s
I turn the to a maggot pit
She appear when I wave the David Banner
money, you b****s can't see me like my mother home
She's b****n' her dog is back another bone
Hollar for a dollar, to swallow
I hit her off of twitter, now follow that
I'm booking face, my network is
Young Money, Money, we coach who coach you
Slow up protools with them loco vocals
you know to, don't do, n***a
I'm go-tos, go-to
Plot, you try I approach you quiet with the toast too
Fire, I will you
Tie, any man, hand choke you
Silence is I go to
Violent, burner in the safe, in the car, and the plates, burner on the waist
Find the and they solving the case
Murder in the place, let is dissolve in his
I don't give a f**k if moms and all is in the play
Get pops, get popped, n***a pop off
Get a drop, in the city chopped, get in off
Glock and it gettin hot, knock ya off
Get clocked, when it tick, get off
Block n****s, by the block when its off
Swat looking for the when is docked off
In the spot n****s plot to get bopped, pause
And the waps stop then ya top off

[Verse 2: Meek
YMCMB DoubleM G, you me
Old school flow like Moe Dee
flow, I move low key
Make a OT
Get a for the low
95 South get a chick would go
36 let the b***h get an O
I put it in the hood that b***h better
In the middle of summer, do
N****s better run from us that, us
That Mac-10 with a drummer, want us
them n****s run up, get done up
When that automatic get like Cory Gunz when he rapping
That s**t be spitting so fast, and my we platinum
And I'm... on the way I'm glow, I put my pressy on
30 thou, like a got a Chevy on
I go loud around the neck give em a one
And n****s on me, guess I get my Freddy on
Nightmare on you labels
I tell em put the money on the other table
You ever seen a 100 racks off fiend
That Martin Luther King, I had a dream
I can tell you n****s never seen
We white girl, gettin Christine money
Aguilera, I'm in the
N****s whisper when I through, I can barely hear em
I know these n****s looking, I see em though
My daddy in the grave, I make you meet em
call me, mister "f**k a n***a" I don't need a ho
Cause I got my paper up, its time to get my up
I'm gone!

B***h!

I'm gone!

Double-M G