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DTP we got them that go

Yea I'm all that pistol playa, cold blooded killa
Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young
You better tell ya man that with the I'm nice
shoot up y'all white shirts until y'all look like dice
But I'm through with all the talking to show all you niggaz
I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo going niggaz
DTP we plying if you try to get our payin'
A.K's get ta like

Bottom that mean I'm 'bout it, any nigga want it, doubt it
you in the broad day on the street that's fully crowded
Find our hole and inside your chest, for thinking it's rap
And tell that bitch thug we got some pretty big gats
Chaka say I'm shot out and I tend to
So you should watch what you saying if intended for me
So be careful you starting, let my fingers do the walking
And that oozy get to like

Hammers, jam 'em, 'em, grab 'em
Can the an and fuck 'em, 'em
Press him, man him, scarin' him, teared him, him up
Bake him, him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I eat him up
A B C D E F shawty is you a G or
Now just me and my nuts, that's all I got in this world
I'm pulling pistols out my
And throwing bitches up like Earl
Serving the club, shot, scattered, covered, run, scram 'em
I'm 38, hot with a handle

And I'm text like a NBA ref
I got all gold guns they came from IRAQ
Artillery, it be I got all kinds of these pistols
I point my gun at ya homeboy ya own folks hit ya
And ain't taking no more pictures, if you I'ma click
Anyway, I got bullets in the clip the size of Lil' Fate
And I'm wavin' like helicopters
You gon' need hella when the glock go

Say on the set bitch, watch your lip that text be quick
20 thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr, ain't no exit trick
Us you don't mess with, we got them like action flicks
Reload the next clip, I'm the wrong nigga to flex with bitch
Come on and this, my gun I'm having sex with shit
Put a bullet in shoot it out, got them long horns like Texas
Look at my necklace, maybe hit a nigga disrespect this
My pistol grip sound like

Now what, who want day fucked
When I and load the cake, bust bust?
Y'all cowards play tough, and my we come to spray stuff up
Y'all made up, like ugly hoes with make-up bra
We'll shoot you up toss yo ass in the lake tough nut
My wrist rocky Sylvester Stallone
So for you should invest in a vest for ya dome
I know you marks planning on getting me when I'm landing
Peace to nick but my go

Fuck a medic, we gon' yo ass a taxi cab
Bleedin' so you'll need a life size maxi pad
So flip the script and tell woman it's your time on the month
A.K. 47 for the
Who's really looking for and a 9 for you chumps
Got killaz in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my
But I got bananas for you niggaz and I talking 'bout fruit
pay your cab back with the black mack
Till your crack, got the gat back like

Clak clak
Swallow a hallow make 'em digest a 50 caliber
Yo futures not so good, tomorrow's not on your calendar
I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too
I'll leave 'em coughing like the effects you hear in this song
My shotguns are and hard, but my desert is easy
And my triggers are always talking
Some squeeze me, me
And for fakers talking greezy, I'm starting the show
My oozy got a drum roll, it

They got no
got no nerve
They got no
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