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We can make this last 'cause you know I want you
If my brother say boom, I'ma get you
If my brother say boom, I'ma get you
Hop out the all black coupe, that's a rental
Ain't no playin' when we come to get you
Bullets be flyin', I'm sendin' a missile
Spittin' hot shit'll rip through his tissue
Gang said that I'm from the Southside, so what's the issue?
I told the guys that we locked up forever
Ain't no switchin' when we in this bitch
See a opp, he get hit with the stick
On my brother, he be totin' a .40, that shit got a stick
Don't try to pass me over no bitch
Off of the D'USSÉ, this shit'll get lit
Off of the—, yeah, you know it get lit
Don't try to run up on me 'cause all of my homies be ready to blitz
Talkin' crazy, we know you a bitch
And gang got a gun and it came with a switch
See a opp, he get beat with the, what?
See a opp, he get beat with the fist
'Til I remember them times, I was scrapin' them schools
Now we outside, now we tryna boom
Say I'm hot, what?
Don't duck your move now
You better slide with that tool now
Pop out, I'm really goon now
'Til I'm losin' my cool now
I really came with the blues now
'Til I'm rockin' on denim
I know that nigga be spittin' that shit, but I got the venom
I cannot stop, what?
'Cause I'm busy outside tryna chase on the guap
I know that nigga gon' hate on me, fuck that
Bustin' .23 on
I know that nigga gon' flock on me, fuck that
Tell a nigga get back (Yuh, what? What?)
Shorty tryna give me fellatio
When I hit from the back, put her face on the floor
Twelve hundred just for the 'bows on the low
And I can't ride around, not without my pole
Hangin' outside and I'm with my foes
And I know a couple niggas that'll hang your soul
D'USSÉ and the Sprite and a deuce for the roll
Shit, I can't say too much 'cause a bitch nigga told
If you wanna freeze up, get in front of this pole
Body been numb 'cause a nigga been cold
Saw a lot of shit, but I kept it untold
And my opps really know they ain't with that
.445 Break him down like a Kit-Kat
Better move 'fore you get your whole shit splat
You already know that your gang ain't with that
If we slide, it be bustin'
Up the .30, you know that I'm clutchin'
I ain't even come over for nothin'
Lil' bitch, so you know that we fuckin'
Like, bitch, come do it
Like, you already know I'm gon' do shit
Catch me outside of the store, lil' bitch
We can make this last 'cause you know I want you
You don't need to ask 'cause you know I want to
We can make this last 'cause you know I want you
You don't need to ask 'cause you know I want to
We can make this last 'cause you know I want you
You don't need to ask 'cause you know I want to
We can make this last 'cause you know I want you



Авторы: Glen Ballard, Anastacia L. Newkirk Copyright: Poho Prod., Universal Music Corp., Quintino Music, Arlovol Music



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