What Happen

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[Hook] Unload reload the mag again I gotta shoot em, thought he caught me lackin' He tough wit his men imma catch 'em in traffic Without that lil pistol, lil bitch you a faggot He gotta 40, well I gotta Mac-10 Homicide, pick up his brain like "What happen?" Mama cry shit ain't the same like "What happen?" 6 feet deep in his grave like what happen Told that lil boy not to play, look what happen [Verse 1] He caught a body, he think he a captain Can't even walk out the house without askin' Nigga I shoot for real You shoot cuz you scared, I'm shootin' to kill 1 on 1 wit a opp fuck my gun imma glass em You 1 on 1 but you callin' for a backup You was in county prolly gettin' smacked up They ain't no guns in the cage when they act up You was outside, runnin down wit a Magnum You think it's tough cuz you holdin' a handgun Semis & dracos, we shootin' at randoms Catch all the shells they lookin' for answers Caught em down bad sleepin' off a jammer If a opp want smoke then I'm givin' out cancer If a opp want work then I'm bringing my hammer He say he almighty fuck he think he Mansa I'm in the field, Carolina Panther Run down with a 30 no standard I done gave that nigga too many chances I'm sending them bullets, Peyton Manning You sending your shots, but none landing 10 P's from the plug out Calabasas If I put a P on to head, they gon' grab it [Hook] Unload reload the mag again I gotta shoot em, thought he caught me lackin' He tough wit his men imma catch 'em in traffic Without that lil pistol, lil bitch you a faggot He gotta 40, well I gotta Mac-10 Homicide, pick up his brain like "What happen?" Mama cry shit ain't the same like "What happen?" 6 feet deep in his grave like what happen Told that lil boy not to play, look what happen
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- Freeco