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See through clip shit hold a thirty
Swing out the whip then spin again
Max to the corner then flip the tape then buck buck out a ten
Big ass Ruger come for blood, I call it blade bitch
First thing I grab is my new chopper, can't wait to let it hit
Slap on the switch and did a walk, ain't been the same since
Feds call my phone without a price, my Arab switch the sim
I be with killers and all the dealers; one move could plug you in
Make the wrong step and catch the pressure, might not see the end
Lil bitch a eater, be with the ops, she burning sucking dick
I know a skeezer that pussy easy if you stick to script
Fucked on my mans, she for the streets, why would I save a bitch
She say she barbie, without features you a basic bitch
Red dot with a beam, creep through the block and cobra Kai the stick
Strapped up like the army on the hunt, it's 30 in my shit
Alert, eyes watching on the block, put them in a twist
Bandana banging, Big Banana hanging, You know how it get

City dirty
Got me clutching on my thirty

See your op and you ain't get off, you a threat to the whole gang
Let that be me, he been six feet catching fire from a flame
Backseat the mop, switch in the Glock, this shit a cold game
If you got money can't have love, in blood it's fair exchange
I know some niggas stay to self but let them tell it niggas lame
Be the first one out the truck to buck it, run them down and aim
Respect come first before you move, try something new, lose half a brain
I'm like f*ck them barely knew dude, feed him two's two's for the gang
I been smoking on this cat piss by the bag, I'm high as trump
Pop the trunk and doors, they hop out dumping that stick, he forest gump
Body bag a new ops stretched, he trail, got led up the front
Fifty shots can stop the motor, sound like Agang pulling stunts
Play with the money shit go left, you mixing greed in with a demon
F*ck the D.A. gas from L.A., red eyes in the new car speeding
They fold up quick, not who you think, these niggas ain't nothing like AG
And for my niggas that been solid, I can vouch for y'all
200 sitting on his book, gang got the feds involved
iPhone be jumping with new numbers, I can't miss a call
Head off your shoulders about my brother, wipe his nose, he scarred
Half a pound, pack of woods, smoke on the boulevard
Heart of the city, where I'm at, strapped like the god of war

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