Feat. Beatking
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(Hook)
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Bloody bodies in the yard
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Life is like the apocalypse
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The Walking Dead, I'm so-so scared
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And I don't know how to get up out this bitch
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Out the creepy ghetto streets
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Looking for a feast, call me wid cause my eyes are red
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Hail Mary Me, left the sky, niggas just doin' desire
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I did not make up these rules
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These are XY
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Busta kills need to get op
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I don't wanna lose my cool, but can we lose the fan?
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We gotta drop it up and it's strictly on demand
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This be dead, that gangsta music
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That make them bitches lose it
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But it's all good, cause I grew up on that hood shit
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Started out at 14
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When I joined the Triple Scene
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Hungry, hated, cause we be so faded
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It's hard not to kill all you pussy hoes dated
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Harder, go harder, the hard one to do it
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You blame me? I kill you, but it's seventeen
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(Hook x2)
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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I put that pistol to the temple
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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(Verse: Beatking)
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Just came off in this bitch
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On that Mystic Stylez shit
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RIP Lord Infamous
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Enter this mind of this lunatic
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Straight out the H
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Where they chop
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And they screw that shit up
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Vamping with yo slut
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She tell me that she gon' fuckin' go suck
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I rape her mouth and kick her out my truck
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Pick yo bitch up
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Thuggin' with my c3 niggas
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You can smell that line through see sharp pants
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Chillin' in VIP, let that bitch hit the weeper
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And she forget about her man
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Northside nigga, roll with that trigger
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I'm safety, looking for Jackters
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Kill ya, don't make me!
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If you a bad bitch, then you wanna rape me
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If you a broke nigga, then you hate me
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Niggas they want a team, thinkin' why
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MP to you, the SSY
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I'mma catch these niggas slippin'
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The AR, I lift 'em off uppa they feet
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They defeat
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C3 - E-runner streets
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Fish, don't move or you get yo ass beat
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With the heat
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(Hook x2)
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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I put that pistol to the temple
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Just come off dat paper, bitch
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Come Off Dat
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| Gangsta Boo |
