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Yo yeah you can get clapped in a deadly hallway The killahs skate off in a clean g wagon all grey Chain swinging the God gods is cocked for ninas Gucci last thing they seen hitting the cement The fuck ya'll standing around for watch my reels I make scripts off strips like hold on strip I don't care what he say how many guns he got just ask your mans about my flics Movies gruesome bars we boufed it rikers island that phone got bodies on it true shit A clicks 2 sticks it'll cost you baby That's 2 pin joints if I lost you baby Yeah I'm back we can go bar for bar Tied hands together with the ox go scar for scar Go ahead and act up injuries gone add up Walking out the ER like a mummy all wrapped up Come on board shooters we hiring Scarface bald head niggas we admire them Rumor has it alot of frauds got flaws on em See a lot of madea in niggas wrong draws on em Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke I held him up like a pair of crutches Had em all in a jam like I ran with smuckers Cops sirens paparazzi over hot bodies Head shots in the mazzarotti Don't rap that nigga no polo sheets SongtexteKeep it discreet I told that nigga he be dead in a week His bitch told me where he rest where he keep his cheese He got a stash box in the wheel of both his Vs I got 47 cocaine connects out in monaco Top of the line these coke chefs made the honor roll And that's the reason I don't fuck with faggots 21 guns that go savage 70 nuns that tote smoke in the old baggage Whatever I see I grab it You get the message like its all in a tablet You straight bitch like Tiff Hadish Hustle grands like Tip Harris The whole hood drop like a miscarriage Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke Many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choke many legs I broke many necks I choked and if provoked I let the pistol smoke Aus Songtexte Mania