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[feat. Kidd Kidd] Nigga no wait, no time box, no funeral Just 9 shots, take top 5, plus [?] 4 You got 50, out of war Who I'm abouts, with my ops, they wanna dump him I wanna dump him It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk [x2] Think I got him, 10 shots, follow the trail of the blood drops Fuck the police, better talk to a lawyer Nigga you bleeding bad, yeah, you bleeding bad Your Rolex soaked, like the cortex in your neck It's gonna get dark Where's the cops when you fucking need them? That blood feeling your lungs boy I see you weezing The harder you tryna run you mug leaking You could have found something better to do this weekend I got an [?] burn your face off properly Guns ammo, knife Rambo, Nightmare, wake up on right there You hellbound, hell yea Who I'm abouts, with my ops, they wanna dump him SongtexteI wanna dump him It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk [x2] Talk that shit now I love it when you front Eating all that pussy guess cat got your tongue Open up your mouth when [?] [?] out the back of your neck like raise the [?] I'm too small to fight you can swing all you want I box with the ox, you drop, I swing once This is a sad scene, at least you die happy Next lick eater looking like you was smiling at me Tell a nigga [?] bitch I'm from [?] street If you holler gangsta shit, come get at me I sprint like athletes in the [?] league Who I'm abouts, with my ops, they wanna dump him I wanna dump him It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk [x2] Aus Songtexte Mania