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    AXL (AXL, AXL)
    Uh, not like y'all and y'all not like us (no cap)
    Gun I trust (baow)
    In the gun I trust (baow)
    Uh, let's do it, uh (baow)
    Not like y'all, y'all not like us
    Uh, yeah (baow)

    We not like y'all, y'all not like us (nah)
    In the gun I trust (baow)
    Uh, I'ma come right up
    Gotta watch the shooter 'cause the gun might bust (grrt, baow), huh (baow)
    Woah (woah), everybody on the floor (baow)
    We don't knock, we shoot through the door (grrt)
    We give a fuck who the king of New York (baow)
    I say what I mean when I talk (huh)
    The hood ain't showin' no remorse (baow)
    Gunfights in the hall (baow)
    Bullets goin' through the walls (uh, baow)
    My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
    We clapped his bitch on all fours

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    We seem 'em, we on 'em (huh)
    They do what I told 'em
    We crossed every T and we dot every I
    And we watched every corner, look
    We made home safe, you gon' know when I'm good when I call in the mornin' (uh)
    Niggas know I always call in the mornin'
    None of my niggas is mournin', uh (ayy, baow)
    One up (one up), scorin' (scorin')
    Shot good (shot good), Jordan (Jordan)
    Ballin' (ballin'), now we could put diamonds in our crosses (ayy)
    You see what happen when they cross us?
    Losses, huh, they takin' losses, huh
    I turn my niggas into bosses
    They think I made it out
    If bro do a hit, I'ma pay 'em out
    Look at what they allow
    He never sit up, he get bailed out (baow)
    Free Jaydee out the jailhouse
    I can't wait until he sail out
    He need a pack, I send the mail out
    He need a pack, I send the mail out

    We not like y'all, y'all not like us (nah)
    In the gun I trust (baow)
    Uh, I'ma come right up
    Gotta watch the shooter 'cause the gun might bust (grrt, baow), huh (baow)
    Woah (woah), everybody on the floor (baow)
    We don't knock, we shoot through the door (grrt)
    We give a fuck who the king of New York (baow)
    I say what I mean when I talk (huh)
    The hood ain't showin' no remorse (uh)
    Gunfights in the hall (baow)
    Bullets goin' through the walls (uh, baow)
    My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
    We clapped his bitch on all fours

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