Текст песни
It's
the
youngest
in
charge
from
the
334
where
they
kick
your
door
Where
I'm
from
the
334
where
they
kick
yo'
door
Got
some
hittas
in
Montgomery
And
they
real
cut
throat
Won't
leave
me
alone
Killers
on
the
on
phone
We
got
the
bowls
we
got
a
loads
I
ain't
been
a
clone
Won't
never
sell
my
soul
I
came
from
pots
OG
drop
the
top
Dope
up
in
the
sock
And
I
Won't
flop
I
Bet
I
won't
stop
You
know
how
we
rock
My
auntie
Lisa
Shoutout
auntie
meshia
told
me
I'm
a
leader
I
believe
her
gotta'
feed
my
people
Rapping
liking
illegal
And
I
get
off
yea
Rapping
what
I
walk
yea
still
got
the
sauce
yea
I
gotta
floss
You
know
imma
boss
yes
Can't
take
a
loss
yea
Bite
you
like
a
moth
yea
I'm
getting
off
yea
Lil
Tick
fool
Play
he
got
the
tool
Drippin'
make
you
drool
Ain't
nothing
new
been
on
top
of
you
Young
rockstar
on
the
news
Still
give
him
honor
While
they
got
the
burner
They
ain't
scared
to
burn
you
Like
osoma
Bossed
up
like
Obama
Get
it
from
my
momma
Where
I'm
from
the
334
where
they
kick
yo'
door
Got
some
hittas
in
Montgomery
And
they
real
cut
throat
Won't
leave
me
alone
Killers
on
the
on
phone
We
got
the
bowls
we
got
a
loads
i
ain't
been
a
clone
Won't
never
sell
my
soul
Young
Rockstar
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