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Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Oh, looked like DJ Chose Hard body Perc' and the lean Trapped out, serve it to the fiends Now I can't stuff it in the jeans Need another ring My young niggas Dracos swings Bustin' at your sweet sixteen Put it in the air Ice box got me with a glare Know I had to cop em' by the pair Goin' at em' foul Bad bitch, I don't wanna share Pussy good, and she do hair Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma still get him if he breathin' Spent on a nigga ‘round the corner I'm out here overachievin' Posted in the hood, nigga, I ain't never leavin' The dirt on the burner increasin' These niggas don't wanna get even Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma still get him if he breathin' SongtexteI got the drop, so I'm schemin' I'm out here overachievin' Yeah, pull up like the IRS None of these niggas won't see me These niggas cap through they streamin' But these niggas don't wanna get even Fuck is you sayin'? (Huh) Got bodies for real This music for fans who know I ain't playin' I'm tryna be good, don't fuck with my plans Send iron on your mans Pass youngin' to Roy, he fresh out the can The chopper, I dance Open his body like corn in the can Movin' like the reaper, bitch, you come and take souls Hit a nigga in his temple, tryna leave his eyes closed I'ma put it on a nigga if he play with my woes I'ma bill it on a nigga, like I'm working at Lowe's I ain't runnin' from a nigga unless he work with the folks Huh, hit him in his throat, make him choke Bitch You know my heart black like a crow Kill a nigga, then I get ghost Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma still get him if he breathin' I got the drop, so I'm schemin' I'm out here overachievin' Yeah, pull up like the IRS None of these niggas won't see me These niggas cap through they streamin' But these niggas don't wanna get even I can't be stuck in no box since I got out the box I ain't mafuckin stop gettin guala I pass the game around to all my partners You turn twenty-one, you gon' get you a chopper Don't let these hoes get between you and bro If you stick to the code, then nobody can stop you Let niggas know you ain't come here to joke When you go to the door, have your hand on that Boppa You run it up, get some racks to your mama Know you with the shit, put some up for your lawyer I can't believe how these niggas disloyal Don't care ‘bout no man unless he's chasin and loyal My kids out really have nightmares ‘bout shit that I did I'm too rich to be smokin' these cigs I'm too blessed to be stressin' ‘bout shit Pussy play, I'ma bust on this wig I'm really rich now My ho left, give a fuck ‘bout a bitch now Bein' straight, they can never get kicked out Soon as I catch my nut, gotta dip out I'm on some shit now I don't see no one Just Franklin and Benjamin only ones I wanna kick it with Might hit a skinny bitch, just on some different shit If you still breathin', you know you ain't gettin' shit Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma still get him if he breathin' Spent on a nigga ‘round the corner I'm out here overachievin' Posted in the hood, nigga, I ain't never leavin' The dirt on the burner increasin' These niggas don't wanna get even Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma still get him if he breathin' I got the drop, so I'm schemin' I'm out here overachievin' Yeah, pull up like the IRS None of these niggas won't see me These niggas cap through they streamin' But these niggas don't wanna get even Aus Songtexte Mania