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banger hard on the south side i never ride on a bet i just flex hit you and thats the rest im up next call it text bricks in the shadows jitt kill it lick it producing arrows im a vet came from the south side jungle sulpher springs where the Bronx bring in trucks by the buc bitch it's up slow down before i lay your bitch down yea before i lay your brains out on the side walk bitches cross im rollin on the 007 cup bitch im flexin duck flood the whole south side with bucs man i ain't playin bout no bucs im a manage give you damage bringing houses for my bucs instrumental kickin in my hustle love it when we talkin about each other cause you my brother if im dead then i been red then i bled im outside speaking to my bread tell that bitch give me head give me credit cause bitches fed happy to know that im scared but in blood im alive where them crazy thought in my head is what i said from my bread i did it in my head bitch i led couple shots at the basket then im red cause this how eat from the bronx to tampa im dead but that bread im alive but what you said i dont bend you listen to those crazy thoughts in my head then im in gray headed soilder thats my bread to the dead stamp like Abraham lincoln but christopher columbus in a coat call it a boat