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808turnemup
I ain't pushin' no SUV unless it's a box in it
I ain't rockin' no Holster unless it's a Glock in it
I ain't listen to the bitch even though she was poppin'
Fire on my hip, I bet that they hot with it
I take the opp hood constantly droppin' it
I get the drop just to fire they property
I'm pushin' smoke, they can barely get oxygen
Said that you smokin' on what person, that shit was comedy
My brother was juvenile, locked up for robbery
F*ck what you talkin' bout, I won't acknowledge it
Lit up some Za, that shit came with a opp in it
Fire on my hip, bet the bitch hot with it
Slide with that stick, nigga thought it was a hockey stick
Bitch, if you gon' quote me then put an apostrophe
You won't even standing on that muthafucka block with me
You won't even put none on that score nigga honestly
I put in pain for this shit, it took a part of me
I put my hand on that money, it won't hard for me
I turn this shit around like it was a lottery, nigga
Walk out the house with no ID, bitch, I'ma bring my pistol
Had to lose, tell the bitch come get him
When I had the rock, had to pay for my keys
Plug already know that shit came with him
Racks too deep, can't fit in my denim
Numbers got low, you ain't serve no nigga
I'ma tell a nigga that I play for my keeps
You was on the net, won't keep shit street
Real trap nigga, bitch, I clutch when I sleep
I told the play I had everything he need
Then the play told me he needed me
I won't trippin' about it, cause he feedin' me
I had flipped that lil' money, now that's easy peasy
And when times get hard, do a B&E
And when I had to glizzy, had to limb and squeeze
In the jail for that glizzy, that stick with me
Ducking warrants, I know that the city sweet
Constantly keepin' that lil shit with me
Grrrr, Yeah, Ahaha
I took the p's and we hit the road
Put a switch on the shit I control
Nigga jump out the whip with that fire out my coat
Get up with niggas in person, the f*ck is a post
Look up in they eyes, they know
We the one they despise the most
We the one that gon' stop, create a ghost
I ain't pushin' no SUV unless it's a box in it
I ain't rockin' no Holster unless it's a Glock in it
I ain't listen to the bitch even though she was poppin'
Fire on my hip, I bet that they hot with it
I take the opp hood constantly droppin' it
I get the drop just to fire they property
I'm pushin' smoke, they can barely get oxygen
Said that you smokin' on what person, that shit was comedy
My brother was juvenile, locked up for robbery
F*ck what you talkin' bout, I won't acknowledge it
Lit up some Za, that shit came with a opp in it
Fire on my hip, bet the bitch hot with it
Slide with that stick, nigga thought it was a hockey stick
Bitch, if you gon' quote me then put an apostrophe

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