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We
gon'
hit
the
mall,
then
we
gon'
hit
the
stores
Then
we
gon'
blow
some
bands,
yeah,
then
we
gon'
get
some
more
And
we
gon'
hit
the
club,
yeah,
we
gon'
take
the
floor
It's
all
about
finessin',
my
nigga,
I
need
more
I'm
all
about
my
bands,
paper
cuts
on
hands
I'm
rockin'
with
my
day
one,
what's
up
with
two
new
friends?
You
down
to
fuck
or
what?
Look,
homie,
what's
the
plan?
Ain't
talkin'
that
600
shit
I
may
not
understand
My
niggas
packin'
heat,
all
up
in
KOD
Yeah,
we
might
be
in
traffic,
still
ain't
had
shit
to
eat
'Cause
I
been
off
them
bands,
probably
off
the
dro
I
swear
I
love
rollin',
them
mollies
have
me
doin'
I'm
LA,
who
are
you?
600,
that's
the
crew
Goddamn,
I
love
designer,
my
bitch
in
Jimmy
Choo
But
I
don't
have
a
wife,
seen
my
bitch
for
the
night
If
she
was
catchin'
bodies,
then
it
might
be
alright
Got
lean
all
in
my
Sprite,
we
in
it
every
night
We
young
lil'
savages,
we
always
with
the
pipe
We
gon'
hit
the
mall,
then
we
gon'
hit
the
stores
Then
we
gon'
blow
some
bands,
yeah,
then
we
gon'
get
some
more
And
we
gon'
hit
the
club,
yeah,
we
gon'
take
the
floor
It's
all
about
finessin',
my
nigga,
I
need
more
Then
we
gon'
hit
the
mall,
then
we
gon'
hit
the
stores
Then
we
gon'
blow
some
bands,
yeah,
then
we
gon'
get
some
more
And
we
gon'
hit
the
club,
yeah,
we
gon'
take
the
floor
It's
all
about
finessin',
my
nigga,
I
need
more
We
gon'
tear
down
Lenox
and
fuck
up
every
store
I
be
cruisin'
in
a
foreign,
you
can't
catch
me
in
no
Ford
We
gon'
hit
the
strip
club,
want
all
that
on
the
floor
Bitches
shakin'
asses,
screamin',
"We
want
more,
we
want
more"
I'm
600
to
the
core,
six
hundred
thousand
in
the
drawer
Since
we
jumped
up
off
that
porch,
six
hundred
counties
when
we
tour
All
designer
what
I
wore,
this
shirt
right
here
cost
me
'bout
four
Hopping
out
the
top
of
drop
heads,
you
know
I
don't
use
no
doors
Bitches
askin',
"Who
is
he?"
Huncho
Hoodoe
who
I
be
Say
she
wanna
ride
with
me
because
my
car
cost
'bout
a
key
But
my
shit
don't
take
no
key,
I
be
walkin'
on
them
P's
I
got
bands
all
on
my
wrist
and
I
ain't
talkin'
VIP
We
gon'
hit
the
mall,
then
we
gon'
hit
the
stores
Then
we
gon'
blow
some
bands,
yeah,
then
we
gon'
get
some
more
And
we
gon'
hit
the
club,
yeah,
we
gon'
take
the
floor
It's
all
about
finessin',
my
nigga,
I
need
more
Then
we
gon'
hit
the
mall,
then
we
gon'
hit
the
stores
Then
we
gon'
blow
some
bands,
yeah,
then
we
gon'
get
some
more
And
we
gon'
hit
the
club,
yeah,
we
gon'
take
the
floor
It's
all
about
finessin',
my
nigga,
I
need
more
Hoodoe
on
the
beat
so
loud
Big
rods
and
the
red
beam
out
Good
dope
and
the
smoke
so
loud
1 Seperate Myself Intro
2 Brothers
3 Bring Em Out
4 6ix Double O
5 All These Bands
6 Facedown
7 Grindin
8 I Got It
9 Round Here
10 Murder
11 Play For Keeps
12 Shooters
13 So Loud
14 The Gat
15 Steve Drive
16 We Up
17 Wit the S***s
18 Some More
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