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[intro: sg kayloc]
he don’t even be with draco’s n_gga, on gang
(gang, gang, gang, kayloc)
[?] tell these p_ssy ass n_ggas talkin’ that sh_t that we really run that for real
(sg sh_t, sg, sg, sg, crip)
my sh_t [?] on the trap

[verse: sg kayloc & sg drako]
we don’t do no lackin’
pop out, on that whip with that bl!cky_roo
we don’t just got semi’s, all my n_ggas tuckin’ switches too
typin’ on that net, that all them b_tches boy these n_ggas food
sg sh_t, you know we tryna catch an opp, give bruh the flu
gon’ blow that like a flute
i got so much money in my pocket, i’m in love with blue
he act like he don’t know we get active, give that boy a clue
b_tches dropping’ lows
okay bet, that hoe gon’ get it too
i got n_ggas posted in jacksonvillе
they playin’ with cha boo
quishawn with that pistol_boo
i fake it, rock out, get up out that lava
comе out with the mood
drop a loc, i cut them fingers off
get turned to puppy food
had that n_gga sh_ttin’, he ain’t like the way that b_tton blew
don’t even ask me if i’m bangin’, b_tch you know i’m bangin’ crip
drako my brudda, he throw up five, you know i’m throwin’ six
my brudda in the cut
he pop out on em, throwin’ heavy picks
get up out the crib, i’m with my b_tch
she love to ride the d_ck
told my brother drive the whip
i’mma hop out, get his head split
i’ve been on plenty jails, but what the f_ck i look like sayin’ sh_t?
this .45 got a switch, and all i like to do is spray in’ sh_t
and for that rs, n_gga
i catch his ass, he gon’ get wet
i’m talking ’bout stretched
put his ass under for playin’ with my respect
i’m out that rec
b_tch, i bang the set
that last n_gga died, i’m like “who next?”
thinking double g, you know the rest
f_ck dbd, that fake ass set ([?])
that diss on record
simon claimin’ there ain’t no beef (what?)
you should’ve watched your mouth before you jumped up in the streets, b_tch
lil jean been rattin’ in that room, but claimin’ that he street, snitch
rockout is a b_tch, we seen his ass and made him sh_t (huh)
spazlo came around, his ass wouldn’t move, he wasn’t sayin’ sh_t
i was listenin’, i got your lo’
[?], i’m creepin’ in
we the ones that’s spinnin’ sh_t
come outside, f_ck, we flip that b_tch
i heard lil aire house got hit
it wasn’t me, but he said that sh_t
beat a n_gga ass, got [?] off on no reason
it was them percs and sh_t
i’m by my bread, lil b_tch don’t come around if you a l!ck ([?])
goofy tried a parlay with the gang, we took his bl!ck
wonderin’ how he felt, he had to walk the block without a stick
he tried to fight, but [?] made him cool his temp (cool his temp, cool his temp, cool his temp)

- sg kayloc

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