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    (Yo, Mani)

    Uh, Screwly this and Screwly that
    He can't be my gang if he ain't caught a brain or blew his gat (Uh-huh)
    He said fuck my dog, we knocked him off (Rrah), now they can't bring him back
    You can't say you smokin' the opps (Uh-uh) if you ain't the one who made the pack (Uh-uh)
    Uh, get up close, we get up on 'em, don't shoot from a distance, we walkin' up on 'em
    Come through with Drac', leave him stretched on the corner, knew he was done when we bounced out on him
    Hop out the car, go to chasin' his homie, he yellin' he hit, but we kept on blowin'
    Ran out of bullets, bro kept on throwin', reloadеd the clip, now I'm right back blowin'
    Bitch ass died, should've stopped that trollin'
    Roll up an opp, which one we smokin'? (Rrah, rrah)
    Hit a nigga T-O-P, we domed him
    Hit in his neck, on his blood, he chokin'
    Dissin' the dead, nigga, stop that jokin'
    Doggin' the straight, we speedin', floatin'
    Up all night on X, just rollin'
    She reach for my dick, thought the blick I'm totin'
    Nigga, uh, who want smoke? Just let me know
    Bitch-ass niggas better not get caught tryna get no 'Woods, gon' die at the store (Uh-huh)
    And I'm still in the trap even though I rap, you ain't know, still'll serve you a 'bow (Uh-huh)
    Pull on side of his ride, nigga must be fried, shoot the window and shoot through the door (Rrah)

    Uh, one of them shotters, I'm one of them faces
    Bitch wanna fuck, she know I ain't basic
    Like my style, I'm rockin' the latest
    Flew outta town, took a trip to Vegas (Uh, uh-huh)
    Drop my mask, get a kill like Jason
    Test my gangster, you know I'ma ace it
    Spin that block, nigga run, we chasin'
    Bring the straight to the block, 'fore we spin, we erase it (Uh-huh)
    Nigga, uh, fuck them niggas, go tell them that (Uh-huh)
    I don't wanna rap beef, spin a nigga block with a chop, tryna see where these fuck niggas at (Uh-huh)
    Most of the gang done caught a brain, but we want more blood, tryna catch more hats (Rrah)
    On the street, we left a stain, when it's candles lit, we gon' come right back (Uh-huh)

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    Uh, fuckin' with Jill, that's how you get jacked
    Dissin' my dog, that's how you get whacked
    Pressure applied, ain't cuttin' no slack
    Runnin' him down, leave him flat on his back
    Told on his charge, that nigga a rat
    Won't talk on the phone, I feel like it's tapped
    Ain't shakin' no hands, ain't givin' no dap (Uh-huh)
    No, I ain't friendly, that's how you get clapped
    Uh, uh-huh, uh, nigga, that's how you get clapped (Uh-huh)
    Jumped in the water with sharks and couldn't even swim, but you know I had to adapt (Uh-huh)

    Chasin' these niggas down blocks with Glocks, these bitch-ass niggas got me runnin' laps
    In my section, killers only, ARP with the shoulder strap
    Uh, pull up shootin', we makin' a mess
    Brr, bah, we leavin' him stretched
    Phew, phew, nigga hit in his chest
    Bled out red right there on the set
    Bail out, drench, throwin' bullets like catch
    Just caught one, tryna see who next
    Beefin' with rookies, they know I'm a vet
    Said I'ma die, what I read through a text
    Uh, uh-huh, uh, try me, we all gon' die (Uh-huh)
    Can't name a time I left the crib without my gun (Uh-huh), I need my fire
    Beefin' with niggas I used to love, but fuck them niggas, I ain't gon' cry (Uh-huh)
    I heard them niggas wan' backdoor me (Uh), when one get shot, don't ask me why (Uh-huh)

    Uh, pull up shootin', we yellin' out: Go
    Bail out shootin', niggas better get low
    Honkin' with Drac', I'm swangin' my door
    Fuck nigga run, better not fall on the floor
    Let off six and I hit him with four
    Raisin' the rate, we uppin' the score (Rrah)
    What happened to, shh? His ass got smoked
    Hit in his chest, but was holdin' his throat
    Catch a nigga at his crib, put his keys in the door (Uh, uh-huh)
    Run up blitzin', he yellin' out no
    Keep shootin' his ass, Drac' rip through his coat
    Just to make sure he dead, we gon' shoot him some more
    Rockin' the stage, they likin' my flow
    See an opp in the crowd, we gon' shoot up the show
    See an opp while we ridin', leave his ass in the road
    Bled out in the window, I know he was cold
    Uh, uh-huh, uh

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