Encounter
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52 on the mix R.B.S. on the mix A.P.S. iced it out You know we encounter shit That's why they hatin' on them youngins They gon' hate when we gettin' money They gon' hate when they see me stuntin Takin' trips all the way to London Nigga, trippin Get a bag, get out your feelings When it's that bitch it's a wrap Gon' be a murder, no attempting Flip that sack, no lookin' back They tryna get a quarter ticket Keep a rod but ain't goin' fishin Pop your move , sometimes Im winning for to lose So I keep trippin Wait till you see my diamonds glisten Remember downbad in them trenches Felt so hot, you can feel the tension Tryna go all the way to the top Bitch, I ain't gon' stop till I complete the mission And I still stay up out the way But don't get killed for allat dissin They hear me talk, but they don't listen Don't get killed for all I dissin I was down bad in the trenches I ain't have nothin' but a penny Well I had nothin Now , yall you'll see me stuntin Hold up, nigga, that's the future Nigga, say that he gon' kill me Man, I bet my shooters do ya Ain't he say he wanna kill me He'll get smoked up like a tool Yeah, I stand on ten toes And I don't sneak dis on no computer Uh, I stand on business frl Nigga, ain't Neva did no drill So all I cappin in them songs You better stop it at yo nogget And you know them shooters droppin Them shooters droppin Them shooters droppin', boy Uh, yeah, now he runnin Prayin to the Lord Uh, he out of breath He can't run far Got a glizzy with a switch I bet he hittin you and your boy You know we encounter' shit That's why they hatin' onnem yunginz Yeah, we gettin money Uh, they see me stuntin Take dem trips all the way to London Tryna pile that money up ,ain't no stoppin me I feel like a fuckin' beast Nigga play it's R.I.P. on gang We takin' brains We might snatch a nigga chain go insane up in this Bitch, we let off things up in this , bitch Uh, yeah, I'm out my breath Feel like I'm losin' help Uh, smokin' all this wealth nigga go feel my pain Y'all gon' feel just how I feel I'm just tryna maintain I did my thing, I'm goin' there And goin there for sure Can't go outsad about no hoe You know I step on shit for bro Slangin' shit for o We goin' insane up in this Bitch, think we done lost control Ah, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh You know we encounter' shit That's why they hatin' on them youngins They gon' hate when we gettin money They gon' hate when they see me stuntin Takin' trips all the way to London Nigga, trippin get a bag, get out your feelings When it's that, bitch, it's a wrap Gon' be a murder, no attemptin Flip that sack, no lookin' back They tryna get a quarter ticket Keep it rod, but ain't gon' fishin Pop your moves, sometimes I'm winnin for to lose so I keep trippin Wait till you see my diamonds glisten Remember down bad in them trenches Feel so hot, you can feel the tension Feel so hot, you can feel the tension Feel so hot, you can feel the tension Feel so hot, you can feel the tension Feel so hot, you can feel the tension Feel so hot, you can feel the tension
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