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i think all you niggas take me for a bitch, ain't it?, and if you give me paint brushes, then you get painted, you tryna' test the g9, just to get famous, and i done took a nigga cookie, and some good, left him shitty, diarrhea, what he is, ain't it?, diamond shine, chandelier, quite a gift, ain't it?, caught a pussy in the rear, catch my drift, safely, and if you eva' get the picture, you bet not post nothin', tell them crackas, suck a dick, but what i'm facin', counter talk, whole, take patients, all this talent, for a show, but i ain't see patience, big glock, so if you sleepin', now you awaken, i done did the john wall, tryna' flex on 'em, it ain' nun but twenty grand, drop a check on 'em, talkin' leave him where he stayin', let us flex sum, like we pop a xan, we ain' playin', you'll get stepped on, it's some niggas up to, when you be home, buck the jack, no but through your curtains, how we come tho?, i be ballin' on 'em, got me feelin' like i'm rondo, never broke again, like that boy, quando rondo, tell that boy you play again, i'ma sin like pronto, comin' through the front, back, side, and the window, they think 'cause i signed, i'ma flop, i just beginned hoe, i'ma walk around with the.9, just try again tho', and i put that "uhh, aye yuh" on the outro, i'ma put that burner on a nigga, like a eye hole, they gave me two mil, but i think i need a lot, gave my niggas them some meals, now they eatin' off a, class in session nigga, i'ma teach ya', call lil nine the pastor, off a bean, he wanna' preach, ctrl, alt, backspace, he get delete, i think i'm gon' hit a fucking mil, on this beat, took me for a cd, but ion repeat, say a nigga gotta see me, but not gon' be me, i ain' ever pass the tenth grade, as you can see, but i done made a big play, blew up from a-z, she blew me like a balloon, mush mouth, run off in ya' house, and all the tvs, take 'em out, i know he ain' gon tell, ion even gotta doubt, if he eva' in a situation, then i'ma get 'em out, ya' know i gotta pistol somewhere, can't go without, these niggas think they takin' me, then we can bang it out, sum like a water sprout, tornado season, spin around, i got the bity bleeding, 'cause they like what we about, these niggas playin' recruiters, got me mistaken for a scout, we tryna' cop a shoota, that's gon' move around town, water whippin ass shit, somehow, a nigga drown, i got a stupid bag, like my pockets, they too small, we gon' pop alotta tags, hit the mall and have a ball, talm bout he crashed, why that boy ain' wreck the wall?, oh, he copping deuces, talkin' about that extra draw, fuck a nigga thinkin', bitch you want a bitter fall?, i'm campin' in yo bushes, i'm just ready for that gunfire, i'm know thirty jits, right now, who just trynna' slang iron, wit them thirty dirty thirty poles, on a hang time, snag-a-tooth tec, fully auto, and some land mines, tell 'em, mind yo business, stay in yours, and i got mine, my watcher, he reserve and observe, it's like it's gang time, told her stay in her, uhh, aye, aye, yuh, ayye
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Artist: glokknine