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N***as feel ken coz this shit is real fam---------16 in the clip and 1 in the chamber now you hit screamin like a bitch I thought you was gangsta-------Laying out bleeding on yourkicks dawg my clap is oicial leave your house without yur banger thats what it get you. yo lord my third eye shines bright blinding your sight you ain't seen this much crime in your life son.Its real out in these fields every night a n***a get killed im outside the club waving the steel. you get your shit peeled running up on mine just coz you got a problem with the king get at the end chump coz its a long line.-----------Griselda four pound let me know if its going down we can get it on right now, 2 guns up im wilding til my dys is up protecting your shit trying to fill them cages up. nigas up north will blaze you in the yard, get your face cut dont make me have to run in your gauge you fake fuck. get your safe touched im straight to the ace--------then im merkin off in that grey truck. 24 inches screens in it wathcin casino with the team in it we scheme spinners, getting high im loking fly jeans cost 500 theres five guns in the trunk try your luck and get fucked up. gucci aviator glases and diesel fabrics blowing a ratchet put a hole in you bastards for practice told you old boy im no average try to reach my status and get denied acces, coming home on that jail shit i put a bullet in your helmet finish you send you to hell prick word. its street entertainment you can't stop us dog what you think ------- aye you im like sports 70 sliding coups off the meledoy so long lord still on the run from a felony. i sold drugs more than half my life, jewlerry i have on i make n***as want to snatch my ice