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Featuring Snyp & A.P. This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers You niggas is back it's what they sayin when they hear paper spittin out A sit down's all that took em, back on my settlement Trapped in the glitch, young pitch I used to get down Hit me with a sonogram, Kitorade 6 pack But that's another issue, RIP with my brother Thistle I keep it close like it was so I ain't got a pistol See I'mma meth lab, 4 trailers used to boil crystal Got popped, walked away, no lawyer issue That's what they call official, yea I'm a boss See I fuck with DC niggas, all them Philly boys get it Ain't your wifey, is it? I hope not I might have a backstage dressing room, door locked I wanted, I throw cock, you sound like you're full popped I'm as real as it get, that's something you shall not SongtexteI'm a wide old nigga that live it, I'm so lost And you niggas can't relax, step foot in your own block This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers These niggas ain't lookin for the raw, they don't mention my name Snipe life shit is hard, call em balls of pain Runnin up in these dope spot, guard the cane Stacks in your chain, cock back, spock your brain Dang, the hardest clique in the game, we be the next G's With no security, the shooters like detect screens I'm in and out like kissin SP Loadin up a fresh hit while I'm blowin the best weed With 3 dykes I'm tearin the whole night up Break him for his stash, he's packed now put your ice up This for the niggas that's still bitten with life Type that run up in your cell then slice ya But all you whack ass rappers, you getting robbed in the cypher Cuz I ain't got time so put your mics up Snipe life, about paper and ghost Nigga 3 of america's most, straight gutta This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers G's love me cuz I rap like they normal shooter Bitches love me, they said I could seduce medusa Fuck the voodoo lady in the bed, snatch the rooster Kill a thing cook it If you don't wanna see death then close your eyes And why the fuck is you lookin? Polo's bucket on while I'm buckin' the 4-5 Run up in the dope spot like fuck it we all die Grenade with the pin out, ooves and shotgun Driving like faster, on the wheel for the spin out You niggas celebrate all the gangsta niggas that win out BDS, yea 3rd lane nigga Your address on my GPS, you bird brain nigga I hear it's in yo house, whatever's in yo safe in yo house You think about with the tapes on yo mouth Go ahead and live it up, nigga then give it up If you a stick up kid, fuck it I pick you up wuddup This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers This is for the shooters, stabbers, late night stranglers Run up in the dope spot, niggas that'll clap ya Ain't shit funny cuz it's money that we after Robbin on you fuckin whack rappers D Block Aus Songtexte Mania