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Kartel Fo'

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Told that man he should've ducked
Then we wouldn't of wet him up
Leave yo bitch she getting fucked
Or get her blinked w Tummy tucks
We got hollows f*ck the ones
I'm not scuffing up my ones
If you swing your getting done
If it's drama I'm were you run
We got glocks on glock on glocks
You run up you getting popped
Flip yo cap back pop your top
You gone drop gone drop gone drop
All them niggas is some rats
All that gangsta shit is Cap
think you mobbin cuz your stats
But let your bm take the rap
Her big brother on your ass
So you know you ducking that
You know we mobbing with them thangs
So if your shoot just bring your aim
I hope you niggas get the up
Cuz when we spin you gone need luck
I load my slugs up with the gloves
So won't no witness give me up
Grab the hottie and the mask
He on his block we spinning back
You say you missing on your twin
Well here's a date in heaven then
Your momma praying for your sins
But it's too late the son died again
Find your time to go repent
Cause I'm sliding through your bend
I want your bm watch yo kids
Hope your momma gone step in
Bringing flowers to your grams
Damn she miss you lil man
Damn yo gang on a shirt again
I know you missing all your friends
It's sad we dropping all your man's
So close your mouth and pop some then
If the score was oh to 4
You 69 with telling hoe
Paper work on all your friends
I hope they learn they lesson man
Your bm done post the papers
I done seen all of your statements
You snitched on bricks about lil Angel
Now he can't even get no more papers
He doing life cause of your pipe
You switched the story ain't living right
You know that 12 saving your life
But when you free that's your last night
Have my wife slide on your bm
it's they life when ever we see em
She taking lives when ever we need em
And you won't touch her cause we demons
I got my mind set on revenge
So you dying with your friends
They calling 12 for lil man
But I'm on maplewood again
You got your man's put in the dirt
And his bm on a shirt
Pick up woo and then Lashawn
6 for 1 we spinning til 9
Slid and left his family crying
He'd be alive if y'all wasn't lying
Having blicks on you while dying
Y'all need training call my line then
They say i move so militant
Like the Mobb with all my sticks
They gone play this when they spin
Right through the repast for his mans
Through the repast with my glocks
Don't want one i want all my opps
Beefing with me for a bitch
For some pussy you got blicked
Stay on the sidewalk with you friends
Cause the streets ain't safe again
Drop the tent open the door
Damn we just dropped your lil bro
Bitch

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