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My daddy said,
Yeah, n***a.
As this G *** begin, put this Prada placement on your chin.
The realest n***a breathing, y'all pretend.
Real creepy since I hopped off the swing.
With my strap, that's my peace offering.
Yo, yo, yo, yeah, uh.
Yeah.
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling.
Come put your lights out, I'll spark your apartment.
Deadline my clothing, don't *** with Big Dolphin.
Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened.
Send extras through his chest, bull***.
He don't need that coffee.
Most n****s would've ran away, but me, I'm out here walking.
Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome.
Nine, I ain't on no Dolphin.
*** rhyming, I'm crippin'.
N****s rap about what I'm living.
All this false claiming I'm hearing.
Doing drive-bys, I ain't steering right.
Funerals, I ain't tearing.
*** your bitch in front of your cheering.
See your whip, side of my building, yeah.
Put my dick and nuts in her mouth.
Busting her hair, I'm very rare.
Got my trigger on top of my underwear.
Bitch, I'm everywhere.
And over there, you dye hair.
Let off a pair.
Yeah, yeah.
I'm coming in for yours.
N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door.
Sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor.
Why you look confused, mother***er?
This is war.
Yeah, n***a.
Uh.
Yeah, n***a.
Yeah, n***a.
Uh.
Yeah, n***a.
Uh.
Yeah, n***a.
House full of kilos.
Tone pounds to zeros.
Cocaine, my hero.
You ain't fixed, I get demoted.
Always asking for the burner, like.
Young n****s still freeloading.
Heart big as my ego.
Don't fly around my signal.
I rearrange your dino.
Crippy my house shoes.
Blue rag disciples.
Murder, I'm liable.
You get the eye for.
Aim out the eyeball.
I'm getting violent.
I got the strike once.
Won't get the strike twice.
You n****s half price.
What's mean you half off?
I'm going Adolf.
I'm smoking bath salts.
Two sherm sticks.
Burn this.
Ooh.
Knock, knock through the condos.
Schoolboy from the Fido's.
But who would spank till you unrank?
You can *** around, get that gin.
Bang.
Rule lining.
Crip walk the whole mouth.
Blue belt, still my pants down.
Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, Hutch Puppies.
My Glock, your *** buddy.
Make money.
Take money.
Earn crack money.
Drug money.
Bail money.
Heard they got life for me.
But how they got life for me?
When they took that from me.
Since I had my nose.
Runny.
I was out past sunny.
Had the strap by my tummy.
You can go and ask mommy.
And *** a body bag, homie.
Yeah.
I'm coming in for yours.
N****s got them choppers.
And they knocking at your door.
Sirens getting louder.
And the bodies hit the floor.
Why you look confused?
Mother***er.
This is war.
Yeah, n****.
Uh.
Yeah, n****.
Yeah, n****.
Uh.
Yeah, n****.
Uh.
Yeah, n****.
Plus my gun all by myself.
Rock cocaine all by myself.
Pour propane all on myself.
Go so hard might harm myself.
Yeah, n****.
Uh.
Yeah, n****.
Yeah, n****.
Yeah, n****.
Yeah.
It's corrupt young mother***in' Gotti.
Still rollin' in the six.
I don't *** with the rugatti.
Come up in this mother***er looking for a bitch.
You probably sucked on my dick and then you kissed on the lips.
The integral.
South central sentinel.
Get roped and choked.
Poetical tentacle stretch.
Ha ha ha.
Get roped and choked and rope-a-doped.
Extra overdose of the okie-dokie.
Get a n**** smoked.
I ain't no joke.
Tired of this bull*** and everything y'all talk about.
They walked in me and I walked them out.
They talked to me and I chalked them out.
Knocked cock back that oxen.
Pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat, pat.
Walk inside pussy poppin' topless.
Poppin' off popadopolis.
Neighborhood rollin' 60 bars.
Gentletropolis.
Squeezin' pussies like octopuses.
N****s show me where the money at.
Show me where the cush is.
Next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes.
This is the reasons why I don't be ***in' with pussies like you.
Me, Tyler, and schoolboy Q.
We told them.
I ain't comin' in for yours.
N****s got them choppers and they knockin' at your door.
Sirens gettin' louder when the bodies hit the floor.
Why you look confused, mother***er?
This is war.
Yeah, n****.
Uh.
Yeah, n****.
Yeah, n****.
Uh.
Yeah, n****.
Uh.
Yeah, n****.
Yeah, n****.
Yeah, n****.

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