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DTP we got them that go

Yea I'm all about pistol playa, cold blooded killa
Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the dealer
You better tell ya man that with the I'm nice
I'll shoot up y'all white shirts until y'all look like
But I'm with all the talking time to show all you niggaz
I 2-0, I'm like going through niggaz
DTP we plying if you try to get our payin'
A.K's get ta like

Bottom line that mean I'm it, any nigga want it, doubt it
Bust you in the broad day on the street that's crowded
Find our hole and inside your chest, just for it's rap
And tell that pretty thug we got some pretty big gats
Chaka say I'm shot out and I tend to
So you should watch what you saying if it's for me
So be careful what you starting, let my do the walking
And that oozy get to talking

Hammers, jam 'em, 'em, grab 'em
Can the an and fuck 'em, 'em
him, man him, scarin' him, teared him, heat him up
Bake him, him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up
A B C D E F is you a G or what?
Now just me and my nuts, that's all I got in this world
I'm pulling pistols out my
And throwing bitches up like Earl
Serving the club, shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'em
I'm 38, hot a pearl handle

And I'm throwing text a NBA ref
I got all gold guns they came from IRAQ
Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of these
I point my gun at ya make ya own folks hit ya
And ain't taking no more pictures, if you snap click
Anyway, plus I got bullets in the clip the of Lil' Fate
And I'm wavin' like helicopters
You gon' need hella when the glock go

Say on the set bitch, better watch your lip that text be
20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr, ain't no exit
Us you don't mess with, we got them guns like action
Reload the next clip, I'm the wrong nigga to flex with bitch
Come on and test this, my gun I'm sex with shit
Put a bullet in shoot it out, got them long horns Texas bitch
Look at my necklace, maybe hit a nigga this click
My grip sound like this

Now what, who they day fucked
When I cock and the cake, bust bust?
Y'all cowards play tough, and my we come to spray stuff up
Y'all lives made up, ugly hoes with make-up bra
We'll shoot you up toss yo ass in the lake tough nut
My rocky like Sylvester Stallone
So thurr for you should invest in a vest for ya
'Cause I know you marks planning on getting me when I'm
to nick but my cannon go

Fuck a medic, we call yo ass a taxi cab
Bleedin' so hard you'll need a size maxi pad
So the script and tell your woman it's your time on the month
A.K. 47 for the
Who's really looking for and a 9 for you chumps
Got in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my group
But I got for you niggaz and I ain't talking 'bout fruit
I'll pay your cab back with the black
your back crack, got the gat back like

Clak clak
Swallow a hallow make 'em digest with a 50
Yo futures not looking so good, tomorrow's not on calendar
I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too
I'll leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you hear in song
My shotguns are cold and hard, but my is easy
And my triggers are always talking
Some squeeze me, me
And for these fakers talking greezy, I'm starting the
My got a drum roll, it goes

They got no
got no nerve
They got no
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