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[Intro]
Said alright, I'm not feeling that
Said alright, I'm not feeling that
Said alright, I'm not feeling that
Said alright, I'm not feeling that

[Verse 1]
You are so predictable, I'mma let it go
I know something you don’t know
That we 'boutta lay you down, you bozo!
I go to your grave, leave a photo, ducky momo
Pulling out the click like, bang, bang, bang!
Well, that’s my luck, I don’t even know the plan!
I’ll tell you what, this is my land Stan
I go and lend you hand, right over here I do not bend
Over here I have no friends, this isn’t the end
Da, da, da!
I punch a faggot in his fucking face
Break his legs, make sure he doesn’t get away
Hahaha! Obviously joking, or I’m not?
Filthy slimy bitch, I know that you were hoping for
I cannot consider what to do, how to move (Broward County)
Tell her gеt out of my room, or kaboom, or kablah
I see you when I see you
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Go present all of your proof
Ooo, ooo, ooo
[Verse 2]
Not alright, I’m gon see you at thе light
I blow like dynamite
I am general leader who you must salute
We gon' pull up an' we shoot
Shit, back the fuck, I got me some bombs
That bitch go like, "boom, boom"
Ask me what I’m here to do, ooo
Told her get out of my room
Catch him right before I pull the plug
We all got a better chance running into the sun, the bloods enough
I see that you’ll go down that road with the mud
It’s funny how it’s dirt you chose, what the fuck?
How do I get rid of you? I just pity you
In the city, think you bulletproof, till we pulling through
On the gang
We pull and then we shoot, it go, "boom," like achoo
Face was turning blue I told you