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Kyle Richh, Sha Gz, MCVERTT
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Grrah Grrah, like, it's that Sha Gz nigga Grrah Grrah, they can see that the energy changed Like, oh you tryna box? Bet, I was just back on my knock Like, watch a nigga drop, like, hit a nigga top Like, .45 make 'em drop, oh he thinkin' he tough, I might have to flock Hit my chest and do the bop, hit my head and do the Dot Like, what? I can't stop nigga, I'ma flock Make the wrong move, then you shot, is you jackin' my shit or you not? Like, I'm tryna spin through that block with the cops outside I'ma still be on hots Like, we not lettin' you rock Like, niggas and bitches get shot Like F*ck it, I'ma just up it in fashion, like, say the wrong thing we gon tag him, like Watch y'all back with this chop, bitch, we gon' see who 'bout that action, like He tryna run, but we clapped him, he jack the opps, ain't no way we could dap him, like Like, I should've slapped him, like, like, bro tryna crash him, like He think he tough, but he not, like, I should've clicked every shot, like what? Who really spinnin' my block? Who really touchin my chain and my watch? Like nah No-nobody did it, if that boy tryna touch me, I'm clickin' Like blitz hop out with a beam, get him missin' Like, bitch I ain't done with the Smith and- Like, oh you tryna box? Bet, I was just back on my knock Like, watch a nigga drop, like, hit a nigga top Like, .45 make 'em drop, oh he thinkin' he tough, I might have to flock Hit my chest and do the bop, hit my head and do the Dot Like, what? I can't stop nigga, I'ma flock Make the wrong move, then you shot, is you jackin' my shit or you not? Like, I'm tryna spin through that block with the cops outside I'ma still be on hots Like, we not lettin' you rock Like, niggas and bitches get shot Like Grah, pop-pop out the cut, all black with a couple of Glocks Like, can't run and they know where to run, I catch a body, I'm goin' up top B-Beam on, all he seen was the gun, four deep with a couple of Glocks Told-told Jack go flip that V, like, I'm tryna send 'em to Dot G2C can't fit, why the f*ck it can't fit in my sling? Fresh got beat, lookin' for wings, ca-catch him again, then we givin' him wings If he not a member, move around, keep a switch if he switch on the team Think shit sweet, he got shot through the-, like, he got shot through the G Like, oh you tryna box? Bet, I was just back on my knock Like, watch a nigga drop, like, hit a nigga top Like, .45 make 'em drop, oh he thinkin' he tough, I might have to flock Hit my chest and do the bop, hit my head and do the Dot Like, what? I can't stop nigga, I'ma flock Make the wrong move, then you shot, is you jackin' my shit or you not? Like, I'm tryna spin through that block with the cops outside I'ma still be on hots Like, we not lettin' you rock Like, niggas and bitches get shot Like
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