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    Ho you know I'm that nigga, finger on the trigger
    I can't pass on a nigga, so I smash on that nigga
    I'ma smash on that nigga, so I smash on that nigga
    I'ma smash

    Know that I'm that nigga, follow me on twitter
    Two 50 shot macs, 100 shots for that nigga
    Got a crazy loud affect, all you smell on me is kush
    Bitch I'm rolling off a pill
    Catch 8, like a hook
    Man, my niggas we be swole
    Ready to blow them poles
    We on ready, set, go, we charge his ass like rhinos
    Want beef? We turn up
    Watch me shoot him in his face
    Pour a four in my sprite, more loud on the way
    See that kush I'ma smoke until I fucking choke
    See they got pounds on the smoke
    He can get his ass polled
    See I'm chief keef and these bitches know about me
    Team king dart gang bitch nigga, 300 gbe
    And I'm screaming a.o.n
    And blowing loud with dj kenn
    Make a stupid horror scene
    Then I'm gone in the wind
    No we ain't gon' fight, but he gon' get shot by tonight
    I be off all types of shits
    Make bullets fly like kites

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    Ho you know I'm that nigga, finger on the trigger
    I can't pass on a nigga, so I smash on that nigga
    I'ma smash on that nigga, so I smash on that nigga
    I'ma smash

    All we know to do is smash, on a peon nigga ass
    And this purple smell like grass
    And that green like some cash
    Smash on that nigga he don't want to up on his knocking
    Better stop it before we cock it, then go inside his pockets
    We smash on niggas, blow kush on niggas
    In a party off a pill, then we push on niggas
    So what you talking 'bout? Have them guys outside your house
    Ready to smash on you and whoever else coming out
    If you smash on niggas, then throw your ls up
    Because these niggas know we deliver bullets like mail trucks
    Nigga open this vault, or get hit with this pole
    When we let these hammers go, you think it's july the 4th
    Bitch I'm out here with my hammer up
    When cops come, my hammer tucked
    And I'm all about my money stacks
    So I gotta get my sandwich up
    That smash, nigga jump off
    Let the gun talk, let some off
    Then fuck a bitch I got one off

    Ho you know I'm that nigga, finger on the trigger
    I can't pass on a nigga, so I smash on that nigga
    I'ma smash on that nigga, so I smash on that nigga
    I'ma smash

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    Composición: Tyree Lamar Jr Pittman

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