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It
looked
like
collusion
to
me
Woah
Woah
Baby
Yeah
Huh
Wallets
stuffed
with
racks
bitch
I
be
popping
big
tags
Pull
up
with
that
mac
huh
you
be
doing
the
dash
Blowing
on
top
shelf
huh
you
be
looking
for
cash
(yeah)
Your
bitch
on
me
she
about
to
get
passed
to
the
gang
I
don't
be
fucking
with
hoes
huh
they
be
coming
my
way
Keep
a
choppa
on
me
bitch
I
might
just
let
it
spray
You
be
saying
that's
your
bitch
but
she
be
coming
my
way
Hundred
round
drum
little
bitch
I
don't
play
Fuck
with
us
you
get
shot
in
the
face
Shoot
your
bitch
make
her
screm
mayday
Mayday
mayday
mayday
Yeah
I
bet
the
glock
put
you
in
your
place
Once
he
saw
it
yeah
he
started
to
pray
Off
the
percs
yeah
I'm
like
a
zombie
Just
trying
to
keep
it
slow
and
steady
Big
ass
drum
yeah
I
don't
play
around
Glock
got
a
silencer
yeah
they
won't
hear
a
sound
Only
thing
they
gonna
hear
is
your
body
hit
the
ground
Yeah
little
bicth
you
down
for
the
count
Walk
into
Saks
don't
peep
the
amount
Me
and
Evlix
yeah
we
just
ballng
out
How
many
hits
we
got
goddamn
gotta
count
He
my
twin
yeah
there
ain't
no
doubt
Woah
Woah
Don't
put
your
trust
in
a
hoe
thought
you
knew
that
Me
and
my
brothers
yeah
we
racing
in
the
scat
pack
Woah
Woah
Wallets
stuffed
with
racks
bitch
I
be
popping
big
tags
Pull
up
with
that
mac
huh
you
be
doing
the
dash
Blowing
on
top
shelf
huh
you
be
looking
for
cash
(yeah)
Your
bitch
on
me
she
about
to
get
passed
to
the
gang
I
don't
be
fucking
with
hoes
huh
they
be
coming
my
way
Keep
a
choppa
on
me
bitch
I
might
just
let
it
spray
You
be
saying
that's
your
bitch
but
she
be
coming
my
way
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