Hawk Em (feat. YayaSlimedOut)

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Golilo

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I'ma be gettin' his hat
Boy, stop this gold, get some brass
If he try to run, he can shine his legs
You niggas my sons, you niggas out fast

Y'all talk too much, I think y'all the best
Y'all ain't like niggas, you know that we smoking your desk
Like, nigga, I said what I said
Nigga, you know that we smoking your desk

I left the crib after she gave me some head
Pussiest nigga I ever met
I shake it to her mouth like some nigga with some dreads
It was like the jukebox, get to the breast

I ain't skippin' no opps, they not in my head
Holy f*ck, nigga, I'ma stop this
Before I go crazy and start politickin'
Bitch, I'm a real shooter, I don't care about no dissin'

If you ain't no shooter, you gotta keep a distance
I hate rock killers, they shoot from a distance
If I call up naughty, you know we gon' get him
My fingers itch, I been feedin' the clean shit

Left 4-9 from the killin' main clip
When my niggas was fools, they really hit shit
If you droppin' the fools, you know we gon' get him
If I call up bubby, you know he gon' get him

That lil' boy nervous, that nigga is shittin'
ADHD, I been feedin' the clean shit
Left 4-9 from the killin' main clip
When my niggas was fools, they really hit shit

If you droppin' the fools, you know we gon' get him
If I call up naughty, you know we gon' get him
My fingers itch, I been feedin' the clean shit
Left 4-9 from the killin' main clip

When my niggas was fools, they really hit shit
If you droppin' the fools, you know we gon' get him
If I call up bubby, you know he gon' get him
That lil' boy nervous, that nigga is shittin'

ADHD, I been feedin' the clean shit
Boy, that's an IBA weak nigga
Send me the money through custom flip it
Got this bad bitch, she Dominican

Big O to me, you know that we bullshit
Nigga keep dissin', that nigga got it fake nigga
Yo, you know we all soft
If I cut me off, you get beat with the knob

You know we all soft
If you drop OTP, you gon' die
They come at y'all real, come from nine
If he dissin', get punched in his eye

Bitch, I'm real gangsta, I don't got a lie
I keep a knife, you get sent to the sky
You keep a switch, and boy, think it's high
I keep a switch, you get sent to the sky

I'm free without God, so who really lie
I'm talkin' real, cause you better not duck and hide

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