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I get that gun, you know that blow and baking soda be the
For sure I make that .40 blow, you get the best of me
The drama's gonna never end, end
thinkin' I'm playin'
I know for I'll split your mothafuckin' head, you get to testin' me
You call the cops and i get knocked, I swear to the of me
The drama's gonna never end, end
Keep I'm playin'

hard, yeah, it's hard, this that New York shit
That black glove, wood grip, 'em and chalk shit
I don't wanna talk, say a for my enemies
Droptop, ten shots, I'll your ass a memory
Time to ride, homicide, I'm with it
I'll wave that chopper, hit your whip and shake the with it
Fuck with N dot Bonepart, get your ass blown
Hip hop's Napoleon, you know war, you know me
I'll hunt you like a great
Hit you, hit you like a freight
Run off with your chains
I'll you mothafuckas somethin' to believe in
Knife work your lungs, I'll make it to breathe in
Little shit could be a big enough
You're dancin' with the wolves, fool, better them
I feel for you, you ain't for the outcome
I'll get at you all week with the same gun

I get that gun, you know that and baking soda be the recipe
For sure I make that .40 Cali' blow, you get the of me
The drama's gonna end, never end
Keep I'm playin'
I know for I'll split your mothafuckin' head, you get to testin' me
You call the cops and i get knocked, I to the death of me
The drama's gonna end, never end
thinkin' I'm playin'

Me I punch every nigga first I had a with
it's genetics, mama made me like this
Cocaine baby, problem child, half
Children of the Corn, I've warned so long
Big for robberies with my little 380
I'll make your lady miscarry a baby
You the scene unseen when I get to trippin'
whip your head hard enough to blur your vision
What up, comrade, salute, I rank, I got bank
Just fucked up work, if we'll use shanks
Every I'm in my clique, nigga, I run shit
I put in my own work, run, get who you get
This is how it feels when you squeeze a Smith &
talk is not an option, it's a form of expression
You got to go to work on a
The red shit through the shirt on a nigga
My gift to a