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Fat Trel

"Some Of Mine"

[Hook][x2]
Some of my n*ggas be robbing, some of my n*ggas be shooting
Some of my n*ggas be juuging, some of my n*ggas be boosting
Pulling up on a n*gga with 30, letting that motherf*cker loose
The old folk act like who dat is, I'm a young n*gga shooting

[Verse 1]
Pull up on a n*gga with them K’s though
A n*gga acting tough, we blow his brains out
No need to call for help, [?] that’s a DOA
And if my family starving we gon be okay
I’m quick to rob a n*gga for them f*cking birdies
Some of my n*ggas they robbing, some of my n*ggas they hurting
That’s why, some of my n*ggas they serving
They posted up right in the trap, they get that sh*t off and they working
But some of my n*ggas they really killing
Some of my n*ggas they really drilling, and drug dealers
But a f*ck n*gga don’t know nothing
I’m getting them bricks out of customs
I’m treating this sh*t like back in the day, I’m getting money with my cousins
Motherf*cker ain’t even got a memo, motherf*cker ain’t even got a clue
Imma pull up on the motherf*cking block with my young n*ggas
Imma tell them n*ggas shoot
Motherf*cker better duck, or get low, or do something
When I pull up with the motherf*cking hammers up
Gonna blow, and shoot someone

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