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Sniper blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky Y'all know who run this shit In the streets and in the industry Grrrt Brrat, brrat‚ brrat Gang‚ gang‚ gang Right? I'm posted up with this chopper and I'm feeling like Pac (Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky) Catch a case, go to court I'm ridin' 'round with this blick and I'm feeling like Big I'm the king of New York Never snitch and never told Never bitch and never fold (Never that, nigga)‚ yeah Water whippin' on the stove Pussy niggas, I'm the G.O.A.T Niggas be pussy, can't handle the pressure (Pussy) The Smith say y'all niggas be backin' up (That's a fact) Shootouts in Florida‚ you know the story, bruh I was locked up in the maximum (Right? Right?) "Is these niggas killers? Is Blicky the gang?" Is what these scary niggas be askin' 'em (Gang, gang, gang) All we care about is spinning, aiming on the victim Swerving up and blasting 'em (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) When it's war, we comin' nonstop (Right) SongtexteCreep on niggas in they blindspot (Where you go?) Rondo almost caught a triple double (Grrrt) But we hit his ass with nine shots Now he layin' in a fuckin' puddle Dump his body in a pine box (Man down, man down, man down) Let my dawgs up out they fuckin' muzzle Guess what happen when we fire opps? (Gang) Niggas letting down the city vouching for a snitch but I'ma keep it litty I'm the closest thing to 50, loading up a clip, it's hanging out the blicky (Shout out 50) I see Q and **** lackin' like some rookies, it ain't gon' be pretty (Don't be lackin') I see Fetty Luciano, hit him with a hollow, yeah, I keep it with me I'm posted up with this chopper and I'm feeling like Pac (Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky) Catch a case, go to court I'm ridin' 'round with this blick and I'm feeling like Big I'm the king of New York Never snitch and never told Never bitch and never fold (Never that, nigga), yeah Water whippin' on the stove Pussy niggas, I'm the G.O.A.T That's a fur once we pullin' up Mask on and we hoodied up Been drawn, tryna hit 'em up Paramedics gon' pick 'em up Pac and Biggie, got the city On the East and the West, got a chopper with me Poppin' blickies, spot 'em, kill 'em Anybody can get it, they got a problem with it (Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky) I'm a vet with this TEC, bullets pierce through your neck We spinning blocks, that's a hobby (Man down, man down) Out the car, leave a mess He got caught by the steps How he end up in the lobby? Shh when the general speak Oh, you want beef? (Blicky da blicky) Don't be a mission complete We putting rappers to sleep Sending niggas six feet deep Sending niggas six feet deep I'm posted up with this chopper and I'm feeling like Pac (Blicky da blicky da blicky da blicky) Catch a case, go to court I'm ridin' 'round with this blick and I'm feeling like Big I'm the king of New York Never snitch and never told Never bitch and never fold (Never that, nigga), yeah Water whippin' on the stove Pussy niggas, I'm the G.O.A.T Aus Songtexte Mania