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This for my nigga Whop Bezzy Oh my fucking god I ain't gon' waste no time on this bitch Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off Shoot your gun at me and, bitch, I bet we have a stand off Screaming "fuck the judge" until them bitches let my mans out Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out Brought my niggas in the club and they gon' thug with me I just snuck my .40 in this bitch and I'ma thug with it Let a nigga sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it Everybody with me full of drugs don't give a fuck with it In this bitch with Subbo nigga bring the line out Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now Bitches talking shit like we ain't with it we gon' ride down Slide with them cutters it's a must you bitches die now Bitch, you must ain't hear my niggas, we go back to back My brother never worried 'bout that, my nigga, we gon' handle that Runnin' from the system with that Glock up in my Gucci sack Play and we gon' send them bitches right where Nene Lulu at To heaven since he claim that he steppin', that be that murder talk Rep it like he killin', pussy bitch, I never heard of y'all Fifty-thousand dirt, all of y'all On the plane when the police call And I won't say a thing, go 'gainst the grain, we gon' burn all of y'all (let's go) SongtexteBitch, I got a hundred rounds who claim they want it with me, yeah I'm with some youngins out the north, they gon' go under with me, yeah I'm on my top I’m with the shit, I put that burner on 'em, yeah Shoot him in his shit just like the last gorilla, nigga, yeah Throwin' slangs, well bitch I caught what you said Right there in Dixie, catch you slippin' send them shots where you at I know they hating that I'm up so they can't wait til' I'm dead Well bitch come get the job done you know we living like that Got 50 shots up in the Glock This bitch here come out Atlanta I let Montana drive the car I with my son in the Phantom Them niggas play I'ma clap 'em I drop that bag, back to back 'em That other boy was talking shit well nigga look what done happened Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off Shoot your gun at me and, bitch, I bet we have a stand off Screaming "fuck the judge" until them bitches let my mans out Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out Brought my niggas in the club and they gon' thug with me I just snuck my .40 in this bitch and I'ma thug with it Let a nigga sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it Everybody with me full of drugs don't give a fuck with it In this bitch with Subbo nigga bring the line out Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now Bitches talking shit like we ain't with it we gon' ride now Slide with them cutters it's a must you bitches die now Aus Songtexte Mania