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Walked
in
the
party
ain't
wearing
a
vest
Keeping
that
Glock
on
my
waist
these
niggas
they
know
I'm
the
best
Talking
that
shit
you
get
wrecked,
keep
talking
shit
we'll
leave
a
mess
40
hit
him
in
his
chest
now
he
talk
with
a
lisp
My
niggas
be
gutta
my
niggas
on
go
and
my
niggas
on
edge
My
niggas
on
go
and
we
keeping
them
straps
like
that
walking
dead
Ima
pull
up
with
that
scope
ain't
playing
Pull
up
on
ya
block
8 deep
in
a
van
Ain't
gotta
check
in
with
shit
before
I
land
Popping
these
percs
making
my
heart
going
overwork
overwork
overwork
overwork
Sippin
that
mud
all
the
time
making
my
tummy
hurt
tummy
hurt
tummy
hurt
tummy
hurt
See
a
smile
then
you
look
my
in
my
eyes
See
a
smile
but
I'm
dying
inside
Watching
tears
falling
on
my
Harriet
Tubman's
I
gotta
love
it,
I
gotta
love
it,
You
gotta
love
it,
You
know
I
love
it
I
gotta
love
it,
You
know
I
love
it,
You
know
I
love
it,
You
know
I
love
it
She
know
I
love
the
way
she
suck
it
Close
yo
eyes
bae
I'm
bout
to
start
cumin
Pulled
up
18
deep
in
the
function
Gotta
keep
a
40
if
a
nigga
try
some
Gotta
keep
a
40
if
a
nigga
try
some
Walked
in
the
party
ain't
wearing
a
vest
Keeping
that
glock
on
my
waist
these
niggas
they
know
I'm
the
best
Talking
that
shit
you
get
wrecked,
keep
talking
shit
we'll
leave
a
mess
40
hit
him
in
his
chest
now
he
talk
with
a
lisp
My
niggas
be
gutta
my
niggas
on
go
and
my
niggas
on
edge
My
niggas
on
go
and
we
keeping
them
straps
like
that
walking
dead
Ima
pull
up
with
that
scope
ain't
playing
Pull
up
on
ya
block
8 deep
in
a
van
Ain't
gotta
check
in
with
shit
before
i
land
1 Avenge
2 Crash It!
3 Here Comes the Pain!
4 FuKD uP!
5 Spare Change
6 Iluvit<3
7 Disc 13
8 Banana Peel
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