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We scoot up on whoever whenever
He wasn't supposed to get hit
But fuck it he shoulda never been there
Cause we like the feds when we at ya trap we want everybody in there
Even went to ya mama house but yo pussy ass ain't been there
Yeah bitch yeah bitch
Pop out, glock out, lets rock out
Yeah bitch yeah bitch
Pop out, glock out, lets rock out
Ian worried bout the other side
Them niggas ain't slide bout the other guy
Nigga talm bout killing me behind a
nigga he ain't even kill when his brother died
What you know bout getting them butterflies
That's just some shit that come thru ya
stomach when you just slid on the other side
You know for sure is a homicide
I heard in ya hood you got fame but
I'm the one who tired of niggas name
All i need is a Mac book pussy bitch
and a address and a block where you aim
Niggas be broke talking bout beef
well fuck it I'm dropping that change
10 racks make ya potna change and that's
sad that ain't nothing but pocket change
He a snake cut his head off
I know they betta not fuck kade off
Ion never see the oops around
I guess they got them a radar
I got lightning mcqueen status
Need a friend like madar
And that's fuck my neighbors
Cause they don't even know j rice
but they want them people come raid us
I told my mama I'm selling crack nobody gon save us
That's why I'm musting to save up
For all them times she fed us
Yeah and i know she got fed up
But thank god she never gave up
(I love you momma)
Selling crack till i crack the code
Cooking up damn near than cracked the bowl
I'm the shit betta cover ya nose
I been a hustler since 12 years old
Real Nigga never sell his soul
And not one hoe tell me no
Cause my young nigga tell em go
And they just gon let it blow