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use my mouth as a weapon bitch Bullets rippin through your residence And your favorite rapper was the resident If my metal hits better pray that hes heaven sent Because it's goin down like I'm devilish So when the devil hits the devil spit you better getta grip because my hitta got the hollow tips with the red tracers so I can see when the bullets when they start hitting shit haha call hit and quit Haaaa just kiddin I ain't really with the killin shit but man I'm killin it all these graves you are diggin it now get in it I be workin out with these writtens Steady politin on the politician ain't no competition selling out buildings just make all millions did I fucking mention all these spittas are my minions its getting hot in the kitchen with all these opinions all these nigga trying to be villains but the flop like a pigeon or a cock on the ground we'll call him a chicken cant fly in the sky like being high is my addiction. there is no contradiction you should of stayed in your jurisdiction better know my name when im bringing all the pain get out the way stay out my lane Gettin my head wrapped around in the game Set Fire to the stage leave the crowd in flames got a different look on life got to turn the blade patch up the wounded and assassinate all the shows never be afraid always stepping on your toes all alone on this road looking for the bros keeping my circle small can't trust these hoes I got a different view on life so start expecting shit u think I owe you something just because Im wreckin shit you never was a true G counterfeit catch u in the hollow nigga count on it don't let me catch you slippin like banana peels or you'll get the banana clip blood gang you know that red bandana shit my 6th sense chilling down the back of my spine your trying to take over but wasting your time be a little patient lil nigga get in line but trust me you don't want to get to the front of the line cuz I got all my n***** on the front line ready to grind I just got to give them the sign then they'll reveal the nine put it to your mind just two see what they find see it's just a matter of time before I blow your mind no turning back now no time to hide Uzi clips uzi spits hit you side to side if you dont get out the way before the uzi hits leave your six feet under looking up at the sky butied alive so you suffer and die another teardrop under the eye but I never cry we the niggas with hittas that's my 9 to 5 working overtime to blood game thats the sing RIP and your name thats all I'm gonna leave behind with a empty casket cuz there was never nobody to find room again gettin it huracan
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use my mouth as a weapon bitch Bullets rippin through your residence And your favorite rapper was the resident If my metal hits better pray that hes heaven sent Because it's goin down like I'm devilish So when the devil hits the devil spit you better getta grip because my hitta got the hollow tips with the red tracers so I can see when the bullets when they start hitting shit haha call hit and quit Haaaa just kiddin I ain't really with the killin shit but man I'm killin it all these graves you are diggin it now get in it I be workin out with these writtens Steady politin on the politician ain't no competition selling out buildings just make all millions did I fucking mention all these spittas are my minions its getting hot in the kitchen with all these opinions all these nigga trying to be villains but the flop like a pigeon or a cock on the ground we'll call him a chicken cant fly in the sky like being high is my addiction. there is no contradiction you should of stayed in your jurisdiction better know my name when im bringing all the pain get out the way stay out my lane Gettin my head wrapped around in the game Set Fire to the stage leave the crowd in flames got a different look on life got to turn the blade patch up the wounded and assassinate all the shows never be afraid always stepping on your toes all alone on this road looking for the bros keeping my circle small can't trust these hoes I got a different view on life so start expecting shit u think I owe you something just because Im wreckin shit you never was a true G counterfeit catch u in the hollow nigga count on it don't let me catch you slippin like banana peels or you'll get the banana clip blood gang you know that red bandana shit my 6th sense chilling down the back of my spine your trying to take over but wasting your time be a little patient lil nigga get in line but trust me you don't want to get to the front of the line cuz I got all my n***** on the front line ready to grind I just got to give them the sign then they'll reveal the nine put it to your mind just two see what they find see it's just a matter of time before I blow your mind no turning back now no time to hide Uzi clips uzi spits hit you side to side if you dont get out the way before the uzi hits leave your six feet under looking up at the sky butied alive so you suffer and die another teardrop under the eye but I never cry we the niggas with hittas that's my 9 to 5 working overtime to blood game thats the sing RIP and your name thats all I'm gonna leave behind with a empty casket cuz there was never nobody to find room again gettin it huracan
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