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๐Ÿ‘ค Celly Ru โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Foeva East 3 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:37
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Who you murdered?
You ain't shot no body. You be talkin like you Gotti.
Nigga, you ain't got no body.
Chopsticc, no karate.
We don't do attempt our homi's
Nigga, you was shootin at me if you shoot at niggas by me, nigga

Cold body, I don't know about the rest
Hard C an from da East? He just represent the West.
I'm da nigga in my section, top ranking nothin less.
I never bang no other hood, you niggas don't get my respect.
I could boost a nigga bitch, had to make her cut da check.
An I'aint even fucc da bitch, I just let her give me neck .
Go in Telly's, fucking bitches, I pull up and go collect.
Watch out wat you tell dem bitches, dem hoes reckless wit da lips

All dat fag shit is out, I'm inna slumpin a nigga.
I'm from da East, them sukkas hate they real in love wit a nigga
But I'm really from the shits, dem niggas stuck wit a nigga.
Besides da police harassment, I'm comfortable nigga.

They say da homie speakin on me, IAINT fuccin wit jigga.
An whoever dont fucc wit me, den iont fucc wit them either
Real mud sippa, po' a couple O's in da litre.
Tell my bitches dat I want em,
But I definitely don't need em.

They say I wouldn't be shit,
I'm more rich than my teachers.
I'm in da field playin coach,
While niggas sit in da bleachers.
Soft 20 on my neck, ice straight out da freezer.
And Id die behind it nigga so I stay wit a heater

A couple cubicles in da cup, sippin, twistin dis wood.
Niggas scream'n they opinion, ain't did shit for da hood.
Momma try an tell me dat da way I'm living ain't good.
She kno her baby crazy, praying fo me daily I'm good
How many times dem same niggas get stripped in da hood
NINE 5 SIX 8'S,
Put that shit on da wood
I kno tha homie plottin on me, prolly quit me if he could
Rest in Peace (Markus Maze)? He was da nigga in da hood
Niggas wolfin on my name, cuz I ain't livin in da hood
Mike and den some of da homies try an strip em in da hood
I fucc wit crips but youssa bitch, we letchu live up in da hood
Niggas I ain't grow up wit hella different in da hood

How u slippin wit a gun?
Soul strip a nigga son.
Nigga say they gone pull up? then we gone flip em when they come.
Never watched no one on ones, I'm jumpin in, dats on my son.
Backshots if niggas run, another sucka nigga done

I fasholy got it on me, why da fucc I'm finna run?
We catch ya loafin, in da open, we gone really get it done.
Bodyshots ya chest an up, he run da bullets catch it up.
Had da hooker set him up, super soaker wet em up.
Sucka nigga shot my brotha tried an shoot me in da East.
They coulta killed dat nigga E, but they just shot him in da sheet
Couple niggas tryna kill me, cuz they potna rest in peace.
I gotta body on my belt, I get it Poppin in da streetz.
Bust down within my team, cuz errybody gotta eat.
Hadda hustle, got off my cheeks, while bitches put me on my feet
Ya, you say you from da East, G O D they mention me.
I got some killaz on my team, and they'd drill u over me.

Who you murdered?
You ain't shot no body. You be talkin like you Gotti.
Nigga, you ain't got no body.
Chopsticc, no karate.
We don't do attempt our homi's
Nigga, you was shootin at me if you shoot at niggas by me, nigga

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