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Hah...Haa. hah. hah...hah Niggas get hit with the Glock, Niggas dont know what to do Niggas be shooting that Glock(x2), Dont know how to shoot NIggas ain't fools Niggas ain't cool Niggas be bluffing should of went to school I'm Serving the rocks and im serving goop Might go with the Saint Lauren i hit the boof Give you this Glock, is you gone shoot? Still know niggas got the bricks of boof Train ride , now i ride in a coupe Its all black when my niggas come through Candlelight, yea my niggas gone shoot I talk crazy , but i know how to move We pourin Eight's it was me and lil dude My niggas dogs they'll eat all your food This homicide shit, we make it look cool I was fourteen i was selling that goop Its a lunch line got the junkies like oewh They coming back to back you know what i do Serve a nigga is that Fu? Karo drink mane these niggas be goof Run up a 100 bands niggas can't do, Drako do tricks like its bruce Fuck a deal man, we get it how we live Ain't kill a nigga cause he with all his kids Im repping maryland cause im really the kid Im sippin wok so my soda is clean Im not trusting bitches cause these bitches be green Im shootin shit and im causing a scene Im fighting Demons got this monkey on me I be saying some shit, i really dont mean Im sorry mama got this Glock in my jeans I'll still rob a nigga gimme yo things Got a short temper i dont even think Life is too short man you can't even blink 12 Hit the spot, put my Glock in the tank Call me O'neal when i dunk in the paint Score in the trench man i need me a pint Banging the 4's but my niggas dont Bang (Verse 2) NIggas be hoes, niggas be gay I might just take your bitch up on a date Showing me love, Showing me hate I just be looking people in the face Still on the run, Ducking that case Still gettin jails calls everyday Free all my dogs, they on the way, Free big YSL out the K Them niggas dont know what to do with this shit You wanna fuck me let the whole crew hit Counting cash while she eat up the dick She a stripper bitch so she doing them tricks Im a rap nigga but i stay in the mix Dont play with gang, man your ass will get dipped 4-5 Got this shit on my hip Looking crazy, then i up and i hit Load the guns then we go to the whip Four niggas so you know its a hit Alibi?, i was sleep with a bitch Neighbors seen it man i hope they dont snitch Got damn he got hit with the stick We got up on him he was sweet for a bitch Got damn boy im back on my shit Im in the field gotta make me a HIT
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- Goonew