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Uh, gang, gang-gang-gang-gang, fuck is this nigga doin? Who-who the fuck is Don? Maj Dove Gang, gang, gang-gang-gang-gang-gang Brrt, uh, baow, baow, uh I said grrt, baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow, baow, baow On fonem grave, look, hold on, what he say? Look, uh This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us, I'm letting that stick off Go ask around, they know I did too much This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us (Gang, brrt), I'm letting that stick off (Bitch) Go ask around (Grrt, baow-baow-baow), they know I did too much This that blick talk (Bitch, uh, skit, grrt, baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (This that baow, baow, baow-baow-baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (Gang, baow, baow, baow, baow) This that blick talk (Grrt, gang, gang, gang-gang-gang-gang) From Michigan to Miami, ridin' with my fan (That's some) Out ever since I touched a hammer, never held my hand out Uh, uh, fuck 12 'til they let my mans out Never mind, fuck 12 even when they let my mans out, bitch If I get caught in the crowd, I'ma stand down SongtexteThat's why there's one in the head for the man down In my next video I might not evеn have rolls Fuck around, pull straight rubber bands out I'm on the roads, shorty, I been on thе road A&R talking 'bout I'm the man now If I wasn't the goat and I didn't have fans, I should be fan down Tell 'em, "Stand down", bitch But I'm rich so I got a move scoff When I hit you in your shit, your shorty got nawf Tell a nigga to come here, like step in my office I'm off it, uh Still on defense and offense Hit him in his shit with the blick, stop talkin' Make a nigga do a flip like a Sea World dolphin On fonem grave, look This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us, I'm letting that stick off Go ask around, they know I did too much This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us (Gang, brrt), I'm letting that stick off (Bitch) Go ask around (Grrt, baow-baow-baow), they know I did too much This that blick talk (Bitch, uh, skit, grrt, baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (This that baow, baow, baow-baow-baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (This that blick talk, that switch talk, baow, baow, baow, baow) This that blick talk (This that switch talk, uh, gang, gang, gang-gang-gang-gang) This that switch talk Off that Perc' that got me pissed off I let this clip off Hop in SRT, we dip off I can make a Blood Crip Walk .45 knock his hip off You ain't real, you rip-off Uh, watch me get off, how my pocket rocket lift off Ballin' like Chris Paul, ain't no NL but kickoff He think he tough, I'll knock your shit off, intercept or pickoff You know my money still tall In the trenches, I'm still with y'all Ay, yeah, new Glock, I got that switch on Bully niggas, get shoe picked on (Uh) I got thirty and my clip long This the shots that sent his ass home Fonem ridin' with his bitch home They don't trust that he got his bitch phone Fonem got it, you know his bitch gone Switch talk, switch talk, go This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us, I'm letting that stick off Go ask around, they know I did too much This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us (Gang, brrt), I'm letting that stick off (Bitch) Go ask around (Grrt, baow-baow-baow), they know I did too much This that blick talk (Bitch, uh, skit, grrt, baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (This that baow, baow, baow-baow-baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (Gang, baow, baow, baow, baow) This that blick talk (Grrt, gang, gang, gang-gang-gang-gang) This that blick talk All I hear is shit talk I told bro go grab the glizzy, come back, knock his shit off Bitch, I'm big boss How could I let you run off, you know how much this shit cost? Go get him quick 'cause now I'm pissed off Bitch, this murder music I don't go back and fourth with the opps online, I'ma let my burner do it They say I'm a liability but I be the first one shooting I'm in the opps shit pumping all my music Uh, and I be dissing them niggas But I just be rapping, my PR ever listen to this track, I ain't do shit to them niggas Headshot, that's another body on my top I just copped a red eye, I'm tryna catch somebody out here lackin' His bitch from bed stuy She keep tryna convince me to come over That nigga dead now Stop walking with your head down Uh, uh This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us, I'm letting that stick off Go ask around, they know I did too much This that blick talk Who say they want war with one of us (Gang, brrt), I'm letting that stick off (Bitch) Go ask around (Grrt, baow-baow-baow), they know I did too much This that blick talk (Bitch, uh, skit, grrt, baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (This that baow, baow, baow-baow-baow-baow-baow) This that blick talk (Gang, baow, baow, baow, baow) This that blick talk (Grrt, gang, gang, gang-gang-gang-gang) Aus Songtexte Mania