natural selection

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natural selection

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[Intro] I just hit two hoes and I just know my soul gon' burn Preacher look me in my eyes and told me, "Boy, when you gon' learn?" I'on got morals, I got money, we leave him in the dirty We gon' do him dirty, just me and my thirty This lil' ho, she thirty— (Oh, shit) (Y-y-you're dead) [Chorus] I just hit two hoes and I just know my soul gon' burn Preacher look me in my eyes and told me, "Boy, when you gon' learn?" I'on got morals, I got money, we leave him in the dirty We gon' do him dirty, just me and my thirty [Post-Chorus] This lil' ho, she thirty, we leave him in the dirty We gon' do him dirty, just me and my .30 This my ho, shе thirty, just me and my .30 This my ho, she thirty, this my ho, she thirty [Verse 1] Lil' trick ho, I don't likе Lil' bitch do a trick up on the dick, she suck my soul right When I die, wake me up, I ain't finished, like, I know, right? I get too fucked up, can't see straight, can't see, then I fold, like No can't see then I fold, like This shit get so old, right? This shit so old, I can't take it I bleed out so slow, like I bleed out so slow, like, I bleed out so slow, like [Chorus] I just hit two hoes and I just know my soul gon' burn Preacher look me in my eyes and told me, "Boy, when you gon' learn?" I'on got morals, I got money, we leave him in the dirty We gon' do him dirty, just me and my thirty [Verse 2] Just me and my thirty Stay in the shadows lurking Like, ain't nobody heard me Like, can't nobody hurt me I might go catch a lil' body at the next election Like me and my choppa, it's natural selection Red dot, I see 'em like he get selected Shoot, I'on miss like my shot is perfected [Chorus] I just hit two hoes and I just know my soul gon' burn Preacher look me in my eyes and told me, "Boy, when you gon' learn?" I'on got morals, I got money, we leave him in the dirty We gon' do him dirty, just me and my .30 [Post-Chorus] This lil' ho, she thirty, we leave him in the dirty We gon' do him dirty, just me and my .30 This my ho, she thirty, just me and my .30 This my ho, she thirty, this my ho, she thirty [Outro] You're dead

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