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518 BABY

by Sosa Bops

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Look Mask on, nike tech, yeah its the grave digga Geeked up, im full of meds, these aint no painkillas Blicced up, watch out fo feds, blue men tryna git us Fucc a witness, i take off his head bullets they gon fill em We gon drill em, up in new york we be turnt as a bitch 2 door coupe, mercedez benz watch me skrtt off da bitch Hol up Its gittin chilly when i flicc at the wrist How they allow it, all my outifts flooded up wit dis drip It make sense, ive been doubted but im gittin the grip Ya sum cowards who jus be buggin steady subbin my shii Must feel sour, when im uppin got dem bumpin my hits Rainshower, thunder clappin when im dumpin dis sticc Listen, 518 baby, you know who you playin wit? Bitch im rollin crazy, Nd im not talkin bout smokin it Always growin up, i was nothin more than jodis kid Now im blowin up, alla love i git is counterfeit Git ya money up, my poccets filled wit dem dead bodies Got yo funny up, ya gonna end up the next homi Ridin inna uber, watchin you movin real sloppy The choppa got extension, fo tension Nd dats fo anybody Listen, off the percys imma demon 2 gloccs, lil bop really beamin Deadstocc, osk cant be beaten Loaded up, its sosa bliccy, you mickey, you snitchin bitches, rollin sticcy iccy Got bitties, they showin titties He got 10 but i want 50, silly thought u ran the city I git busy wit narcotics, the bitches Nd drugs exotic Im watchin the paper pilin, while you stressin, im smilin Listen, filing statememts, dat leave you dead on the pavement Not payin up all your payments have a date wit my stainless Im booted up down inna basement, be patient the time i waited to say dat i made my placement, alla bullshii i faced it Smokin za str8 off the wake up New york Nd we cause a shake up Talking shii, go git ya cake up Dead prezzys up on my paper See ya later, imma aligator walk off dis beat Gotta hunnid, hummin bullets turn ya right into mincemeat Look 518 baby, you know who you playin wit? Bitch im rollin crazy, Nd im not talkin bout smokin it Always growin up, i was nothin more than jodis kid Now im blowin up, alla love i git is counterfeit

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