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61st to 64th, ain't nobody on that porch Er'body got a .30, er'body tryna score Catch him lackin', get to blick And he don't blick back, chase him down Bullets rippin' through his chest With extra clips for all these switches Opps they see me and they know to run My Glock a golden gun How you tryna beef with me? You don't even own a gun Yo' lil' homie died, you ain't blick back, who gave lil' folks a gun? All these bitches suckin' dick They come with us, they using tongues Pull up in that scat fast Chrome Hearts, a fresh tag Balled a bad bitch out and sent her home with a wet ass Niggas get to tweakin', we don't think first, we just splat, splat And I slimed plenty niggas out, I could say slatt, slatt I'll comе to your city for a show I ain't gon' perform if I don't get Glock through the door Bitch, I'm from thе 'Raq, I ain't gon say it's on the floor HotHead burnin' in my Backwood, that's the only thing I smoke Roll up that Marty, Josh, Foxx, Scrapp, Joc pack Doon, Lil D, Ricky, Moses and Scrapp, Bam gettin' smoked now Y'all still ain't get y'all lick back, y'all still ain't get y'all get back Whole city know we with that, first nigga caught shit splat Songtexte 61st to 64th, ain't nobody on that porch Er'body got a .30, er'body tryna score Catch him lackin', get to blick And he don't blick back, chase him down Bullets rippin' through his chest With extra clips for all these switches Opps they see me and they know to run My Glock a golden gun How you tryna beef with me? You don't even own a gun Yo' lil' homie died, you ain't blick back, who gave lil' folks a gun? All these bitches suckin' dick They come with us, they using tongues Aus Songtexte Mania