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[LongShot:] Yeah, one two one two My name is LongShot, I got my man [?] on the beat This is _Civil War, Pt. 2_ the mixtape Bang bang wit'cha, boy Go, go, go, go, go, go, go ill [x2] Check it out I did 10 days at County, which way you figure I'll go I won't let 'em lock me down, I got a career to blow Plannin discipline in my life to keep me alive Most of my closest folks don't believe I'ma rise Fine, I don't fuck with the dice or the stick But gamble these lines with these guys, all that ramblin shit And I ain't talkin 'bout they travellin; I'm talkin 'bout rappers that wanna be me when I see 'em at rap shows babblin Always talkin 'bout battlin, fuck that I'd rather stab you in the abdomen and take your puff sack But that, would just be me bein violent again That's why I roll solo for dolo, I'm liable to flip Pull from my nickel bag and liquor flask Now I'm gettin drunk with a blunt filled with skunk, nigga pass it I ain't tryin to have no kids I'm 25, livin broke So I gotta roll the seeds up when I smoke, chokin [x2:] SongtexteFirst (nigga stand up) second (get yo' hands up) Third put your motherfuckin body in motion And just bang wit'cha wit'cha wit'cha bang wit'cha wit'cha wit'cha bang wit'cha wit'cha wit'cha bang wit'cha... boy Aus Songtexte Mania