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I tell these pus*y ass n*ggas suck my di*k (Yes sir, yes sir)
Ayy, yuh, yeah, ayy ,ayy (Yes sir, free Tay, free Tay)
You, not a killer you fold under pressure
I put him to the left, yeah you know I [?]
Hit his ass with this choppa I know that he felt
b*tch, I know how to rob, you know that I'm stealth
When sh*t go down who really gon' slide?
I saw me a murder when I was just five
Homicide on my brain you know that I'm traumatized
I comfort my opps so you know that his mama died
b*tch I beef in the field, I don't need no cleats
b*tch I'm not from Miami but I keep my heat
And my Glock on my side every time that I sleep
That choppa make 'em sweat like he was Keith
Finger on the trigger b*tch, you know that I shoot
When the opps see me, you know they salute
b*tch you know I'm the sickest like I had the flute
Put your ass in the ground like he was a root
n*gga watch your mouth, who the f*ck is you buggin?
I shot him two times, he ain't die so he lucky
You can call me Shakur cause a young n*gga thuggin'
Bullets real hot like I put them in the oven
AR-15 with the two, two, threes
I get a n*gga burnt like Charlie Sheen
All black with the mask so you know I ain't seen
My n*ggas they shootin' like they was Kareem
Glock got a dildo, never been a weirdo, pull up at your front door, Shoot like Rondo, hoes in the condo, di*k in her tonsils
When I'm gonna nut I'ma kick 'em out pronto
Who got shot, n*gga I really...