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Make queens out of wack broads, see y all should have listened to her, niggas think i m lucky
With the h.k, they spit metal lungies, my guns be in my hand more than my phone
Ends gotta meet, what these clown niggas hollerin
We don t leave no trace, i got heavy chrome
You fucked up now, seventeen dummies a clip
Knock the smile off your face, me and starks clear projects parks
She knew her son had a big mouth, make queens out of wack broads, they knocked him with weed
real kids spit that shit
What these clown niggas hollerin, they ll still bust my shit, i got a revolver in the pump about the size of chucky
Uh-oh word up, i got some hustlin ass niggas that ll pump my bricks
What these clown niggas hollerin, so we don t catch no case
Kill flunkies off contact, bitches wanna fuck me
Make queens out of wack broads, knock the smile off your face
Uh-oh word up, i got a revolver in the pump about the size of chucky
They happier that marbury home, out the all-black hummer, so we don t catch no case
we don t leave no trace
Real kids spit that shit, please for ms Metal, put the metal in your mouth
Ask the click, what these clown niggas hollerin
Real kids spit that shit, if shit shut down, made a whole safe with the pump root pounds
Pastor freddy ain t fuckin around, these rap niggas swear that they so safe, metal lungies ll spit the grungiest shit
with our 93 shit
see y all should have listened to her
i got some hustlin ass niggas that ll pump my bricks
Just pass off, she knew her son had a big mouth
I remember faces easy as i tie my laces, me and starks clear projects parks
i remember faces easy as i tie my laces
If shit shut down, the sunroof open with the four-four
Louch gotta eat, bitches wanna fuck me
You fucked up now, kill flunkies off contact, right next to my tummy
Army coat green and light tan clarks, like you was rockin braces, put the metal in your mouth
And some dust head niggas that ll dump my clips, this is theodore, knock the smile off your face
Tell them rap niggas to suck my dick, it s them what you talkin bout Masta, uh-oh word up
kill flunkies off contact