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[intro]
(i see you in them pots, deltah)
look

[verse]
yo’ homie died and you cried, b_tch slide
and them boys ain’t hidin’, they always outside
n_gga play wit’ mine, a n_gga won’t play wit’ one of mine
got ten guns in the house, and i stay wit’ one of mine
but i ain’t gotta do sh_t, i just press a b_tton
foenem ain’t for nothin’, them boys always up to somethin’
we hit yo’ block up wit’ drums like what’s with the assumptions?
laser on the gun just in case they get to runnin’
trav’ got great precision, he f_ck around and stop an engine
we couldn’t wait to catch that n_gga, you know you a sh_tbag pendin’
ain’t no driveby’s, we do walk ups, we make sure it’s finished
i put 100k on yo’ head and do it [?]
i know 15 of yo’ n_ggas, ten gangsta, the other five hoes
i could give a f_ck about who know me, the other side know
they ain’t wanna’ let us in, i snuck through the side door
fo’ just gave ’em ten, f_ck it, we gon’ give ’em five more
i call lil’ fo’ gps the way he find lo’s
the way he pop up out the cut, you’d think a line rose
couple my n_ggas died, but they died moes
and yeah, a couple they n_ggas slid, but they tried though
i was the one on punishment, you couldn’t play with me
we come through with blowers like we rakin’ leaves from a to z
then spray and leave, yeah, we make n_ggas lay in peace
my gun should go half on the rent ’cause this b_tch stay wit’ me
free my n_gga babbo, he mister run up on yo’ car though
who done died? the h_ll if i know
they wanna know, told ’em god knows
n_ggas get in jams and hit high notes
you ain’t got yo’ gun, i got mine though
he say he a hunnid’, well give ‘im nine more
i keep it like g like giordano’s
i can’t lie though, you make a right though, i make a left
broke in ya’ trap, that’s klay and steph
then i pop out like right in the flesh
fantasy drive, you know the rest
them choppas get utilized, you can get crucified, n_gga we unified, you a lie
foenem pulled up wit’ a uber sign, and they pullin’ up like the uber ride, you’ll die
look at me, who am i? lookin’ like god, well f_ck it, i guess it’s rooga time
we hit ’em so many times they couldn’t identify ’em, i hate to signify ’em
they got me in go mode, i smoke gas like golo, i be dolo
b_tch, i’m hot as cocoa, i ball so much i might just go pro
i don’t know, but someone did it, he got left by someone fishin’
that was fishy, got ‘im [?] since he really think he wit’ it
but he ain’t, what the f_ck buddy think, i ain’t go no rank
i hate to waste a n_gga like a cup of drank
how the f_ck you from the city but runnin’ from the city?
we got three drums and they switches, that’s 150
to keep it real, ain’t none of these rappers really f_ckin’ wit’ me
and that’s word to [?] merch, we run the city

- rooga

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