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I aim at his head try to knock it but that n***a ran 45 tucked in my belt n***a Ian playing choppa get to popping like we cooking in a frying pan Imma manic with some problems they don't understand if you think I'm lacking in these streets better think again you diss on my name you gon die it get out of hand smoke a n***a then he get wrapped like he was saran shoot him in his face in his chest he didn't have a chance yea yo n***a dead he got smoked he in God's hands I was dead broke now I'm rocking straight designer pants drop the top in the maybach I can feel the wind ice on my neck and my wrist let the diamonds dance show me what you bout if you a killa with that trigger hand that n***a dead on the crub there no need  for ambulance n***a talking smoke puff it up or we gon kill ya man junkies lined up at the door bout to sell'em Xanax oh you a hot n***a let me show you what my pistol bout my finger itchy on this trigger so you bet not flinch a lot you a cold n***a bullets hot we gon burn you out talking tough shit on the net we gon run ya house Imma single man with this paper bitch I'm not your spouse bullet hit yo brain now dumb you don't know nothing I stuffed all them racks in my jeans now walk funny walked in the club and fucked all the snow bunny's bullet hit yo back you gon flip ain't no more running  Imma hot n***a I got shootas in the trap while I'm chopping up them bricks I got my pistol in my lap try to snatch my chain you dead man you get clapped  run up on me wrong you gon die and gift wrapped Imma hot n***a I can put my city on the map I cooped a feogein now I'm on the road doing hella laps before I leave the house I grab the choppa it be on the couch