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in the city late night eastside thank god it aint the 1oos yea/black van drive by opps hop out talkin bout run it yea/black mask so all i see is eyes got me weak in my stomach yea/ i push that nigga to the side cuz a nigga cant die now im running/
all i hear is 40s 30s choppas/
40s 30s choppas/40s 30s choppas/
verse 2:
facebook thug talking shit now tell that young boi pipe down/dm his bitch now a nigga wanna fight now/saying something bout thats his wife now so fuck it/you should have never told me bro so im hype now/tell him that we need that address right now/murk a hoe on sight now niggas turn to vampires when its light round/night fall full effect bout to take a choppa to a nigga neck/hungry niggas wit me trynna catch a check/i heard that nigga had a show at upper deck/show my id so they trynna check reach for my waist i had to interject/fuck it back to the stolen lex cuz we already hot shit i cant flex/ but now we at his baby mamma house tell my fooley beep the horn so that nigga come out/ we see who all about the drama now loading up my choppa tell him turn this mufucka around/i let off like a couple rounds so any innocent around move the fuck around/he saw us coming with them lamas out i saw the fear in his eyes just to see how i get down/
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