Target Practice

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[Intro: Blue Pesos] Uh, long live Drakeo, nigga Long live Ketchy Niggas know what's goin' on (Ron-Ron, load it up, Ron-Ron, load it up) [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] All that tough talkin', nigga, come be target practice These .223s takin' souls and they doin' damage Stinc Team, we them niggas with exotic fashion Sue Yung bitchin' in my ear, I just flu flammed her (Ron-Ron, do that shit) Gang and them just stripped that nigga pieces, grab his phone after Monkey nuts jumpin' out the chop goin' chimpanzee Gave him SpongeBob holes, I know he miss Sandy Hit an opp with donut holes, he just yelled, "Randy" [Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy] They ain't on nothin', cock back and blow somethin' Hundiddies all on the floor, I'm a stove cracker I think you owе somethin', strip, he's a pole dancеr He only said one word and I just start blastin' They ain't on nothin', cock back and blow somethin' Hundiddies all on the floor, I'm a stove cracker I think you owe somethin', strip, he's a pole dancer He only said one word and I just start blastin' Shit, nigga They ain't on nothin', cock back and blow somethin', bitch Nigga (Nigga) Hundiddies all on the floor, I'm a stove cracker (Huh) Nigga (Yeah) I think you owe somethin', strip, he's a pole dancer Haha, you know the truth He only said one word and I just start blastin' (Long live Drakeo) [Verse 2: Duffy] Had to flee the scene, it was kinda graphic It's our first mixtape but we been established Give him thirty-two shots, I'm finna show him magic Off the Mussle, nigga, this a guaranteed classic If we poppin' out, you know I'm bringin' stick of course Ballin' out on niggas, I ain't out here tryna play no sports Kick her out the crib, tell a bitch not to fight the force Strip a tall nigga, pockets loose, he came up short Niggas nerds and dorks, count these automatic bullets Hit him in his head, turned his dreadlocks into a mullet I think you owe somethin', strip for me, give it up Got home and hit the field again, that was not enough Make a nigga double dutch, hop, skip, run, and jump Trippin', fallin', pullin' up his jeans, he was out of luck Too greedy, bitch, this for life, this is not for fun Niggas took my dog, now all these niggas be hard to trust [Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy] They ain't on nothin', cock back and blow somethin' Hundiddies all on the floor, I'm a stove cracker I think you owe somethin', strip, he's a pole dancer He only said one word and I just start blastin' They ain't on nothin', cock back and blow somethin' Hundiddies all on the floor, I'm a stove cracker I think you owe somethin', strip, he's a pole dancer He only said one word and I just start blastin' Shit, nigga They ain't on nothin', cock back and blow somethin', bitch Nigga Hundiddies all on the floor, I'm a stove cracker Nigga I think you owe somethin', strip, he's a pole dancer He only said one word and I just start blastin'
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