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Allow me a sec to catch my breath, deep in the trenches, come peep my side, it's like a blockbuster scene, Jam-packed with action like a thriller, I'll give you the real deal in the trap, no halfway. Scale that pole, show him his fate, too sluggish, snatch one of your boys. Z's ain't my game, but I know the blocks, the spots, the trap house vibes, DD with an attitude, Jingling vibes, boots tapping, pedal to the metal, four-door whip, clutching two Rambo knives tight. Waving from the back, arm up high, make some noise, don't step on my turf, For the brave souls, tag 'em up, leave 'em hanging like an abandoned crib. We can handle it solo, no backup needed, just us two ready to throw down, No bashes here, we shut 'em down, hitting up their girls, take cover, trap, rap, I'm like Kenny on the court, swinging, sorted, I flipped the script, Batman style, seen the young guns making moves, how much you got for the hits? Roy's running the show, streets where it's at, all drilling, buffing, petty beef handled with petty actions, Pissed off, red like a stop sign, Percy's calm, kept quiet when I showed him the piece. Never touched a mop, bro acting up? Better straighten him out, see him in a rage, don't care what he's done. They know me, I know no one, grind or OT, no love for the cops or courts, Seen my crew, can't reveal a thing. Money, smoke, don't let me get caught lacking, trust in my piece, making moves, still getting the ladies hyped, back home chilling, shackles dropped, should've left him on TV. Amanda pulled out a blade, living for the street life, shanking everyone, mystery behind who's calling the shots. Interrogation rooms don't faze me, give me the broom, I'll clean house, Heads or tails, black and red, hammer those nails, mom warned, stay clear of jail. Music's my hustle, but we still play rough, ladies keeping it low-key. Nick turned on Joe, now it's Bill's turn, but you won't hear it from me. And I swear it goes deeper than rap, family first, if they blood, then I got their back. Your departed mates [Laughter] [ __ ] we're outside. Manist a and I indulge in that [ __ ] in his undisclosed bedroom. Come on, man, to tales that provoke, hit the CL for cheesy humor. Ricky, that lad, we seized that moment with his companion in front of her. I believed she cherished a [ __ ], that guy who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside of 40, why does bad one adore for? Why does this one love to remix fibs? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we hammered that back in front of her. I thought she was fond of a [ __ ], that lad who was a pagan. R Man toys outside, yet another check. Tick-tock, another one bites the dust, steps on CS next. Put a lad to rest, indeed. Why do you believe puffing PT when one steps in not full DC? That's not the whole story, not fully DC, that's not the way things went down. Getting that car 4 DC, I'll make a scene. How do you reckon he met his match by the P? Top and cross blocks with TOS, complete them. Add, I despise it when she moves those lips, but I adore it when she wiggles her hips. I heard she desires Lou, I advised her to go incognito. She asked for flowers, I brought her weed. I showed her no L from me, the [ __ ], I shifted it, isn't it? The streets never felt love like I did. My heart turned cold, and I lost adoration. Don't mess with the green, the streets. Why does one adore the remix stories? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we nailed that back in front of her. I thought she adored a [ __ ], that lad who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside, 40, why does one adore bear porkys? Why does one love to remix stories? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we built that back in front of his shorty. I thought she adored a [ __ ], thats shh lad who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside on 40, here comes trouble. He thought he was tough, so he burst his bubble. Black Blade, man, kiss and cuddle, machines get sprayed, miss the mark. Back door, buy, B man, shuffle, don't trip and buckle. Brought that dampness, that left the pool. Released on bells, an old puzzle, shoot L2 R2, it's too much. They think that DRS get done in the box. When I'm fishing up, need the sharpest blade. Way, black conf, run for what's best for you. If you know what to do, just pull up, stab, bro, pull up, slap, done in a four-door. And in the two-door, on pedal bikes and cabs, I must watch what I say. Because the hits keep coming, you better save your life and draw, if you want to be gang. My verdict arrived, and it was through the B. You can tell my story is somber, can't you see? I'm dedicated to the cause, of course. I live a life of plenty, of men [ __ ], posting snaps, flashing. I arrived with a man in hand, if a little boy raps and H on [ __ ], then he's in for a studio ban. I sing my tune, run my trap, I'm really into it. Tra 17, I was distributing crack, ABS is flat, to a science lab, when my dog got shot. I serve Ms and frozen bags, two hands on the circle van, when I was swag. Seven days of loss and self-confinement, this is a lawful order. M, I went through that [ __ ], on the toilet, no TV or hot water. Put your hand in the air if you're feeling it. Now I'm in court again
Allow me a sec to catch my breath, deep in the trenches, come peep my side, it's like a blockbuster scene, Jam-packed with action like a thriller, I'll give you the real deal in the trap, no halfway. Scale that pole, show him his fate, too sluggish, snatch one of your boys. Z's ain't my game, but I know the blocks, the spots, the trap house vibes, DD with an attitude, Jingling vibes, boots tapping, pedal to the metal, four-door whip, clutching two Rambo knives tight. Waving from the back, arm up high, make some noise, don't step on my turf, For the brave souls, tag 'em up, leave 'em hanging like an abandoned crib. We can handle it solo, no backup needed, just us two ready to throw down, No bashes here, we shut 'em down, hitting up their girls, take cover, trap, rap, I'm like Kenny on the court, swinging, sorted, I flipped the script, Batman style, seen the young guns making moves, how much you got for the hits? Roy's running the show, streets where it's at, all drilling, buffing, petty beef handled with petty actions, Pissed off, red like a stop sign, Percy's calm, kept quiet when I showed him the piece. Never touched a mop, bro acting up? Better straighten him out, see him in a rage, don't care what he's done. They know me, I know no one, grind or OT, no love for the cops or courts, Seen my crew, can't reveal a thing. Money, smoke, don't let me get caught lacking, trust in my piece, making moves, still getting the ladies hyped, back home chilling, shackles dropped, should've left him on TV. Amanda pulled out a blade, living for the street life, shanking everyone, mystery behind who's calling the shots. Interrogation rooms don't faze me, give me the broom, I'll clean house, Heads or tails, black and red, hammer those nails, mom warned, stay clear of jail. Music's my hustle, but we still play rough, ladies keeping it low-key. Nick turned on Joe, now it's Bill's turn, but you won't hear it from me. And I swear it goes deeper than rap, family first, if they blood, then I got their back. Your departed mates [Laughter] [ __ ] we're outside. Manist a and I indulge in that [ __ ] in his undisclosed bedroom. Come on, man, to tales that provoke, hit the CL for cheesy humor. Ricky, that lad, we seized that moment with his companion in front of her. I believed she cherished a [ __ ], that guy who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside of 40, why does bad one adore for? Why does this one love to remix fibs? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we hammered that back in front of her. I thought she was fond of a [ __ ], that lad who was a pagan. R Man toys outside, yet another check. Tick-tock, another one bites the dust, steps on CS next. Put a lad to rest, indeed. Why do you believe puffing PT when one steps in not full DC? That's not the whole story, not fully DC, that's not the way things went down. Getting that car 4 DC, I'll make a scene. How do you reckon he met his match by the P? Top and cross blocks with TOS, complete them. Add, I despise it when she moves those lips, but I adore it when she wiggles her hips. I heard she desires Lou, I advised her to go incognito. She asked for flowers, I brought her weed. I showed her no L from me, the [ __ ], I shifted it, isn't it? The streets never felt love like I did. My heart turned cold, and I lost adoration. Don't mess with the green, the streets. Why does one adore the remix stories? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we nailed that back in front of her. I thought she adored a [ __ ], that lad who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside, 40, why does one adore bear porkys? Why does one love to remix stories? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we built that back in front of his shorty. I thought she adored a [ __ ], thats shh lad who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside on 40, here comes trouble. He thought he was tough, so he burst his bubble. Black Blade, man, kiss and cuddle, machines get sprayed, miss the mark. Back door, buy, B man, shuffle, don't trip and buckle. Brought that dampness, that left the pool. Released on bells, an old puzzle, shoot L2 R2, it's too much. They think that DRS get done in the box. When I'm fishing up, need the sharpest blade. Way, black conf, run for what's best for you. If you know what to do, just pull up, stab, bro, pull up, slap, done in a four-door. And in the two-door, on pedal bikes and cabs, I must watch what I say. Because the hits keep coming, you better save your life and draw, if you want to be gang. My verdict arrived, and it was through the B. You can tell my story is somber, can't you see? I'm dedicated to the cause, of course. I live a life of plenty, of men [ __ ], posting snaps, flashing. I arrived with a man in hand, if a little boy raps and H on [ __ ], then he's in for a studio ban. I sing my tune, run my trap, I'm really into it. Tra 17, I was distributing crack, ABS is flat, to a science lab, when my dog got shot. I serve Ms and frozen bags, two hands on the circle van, when I was swag. Seven days of loss and self-confinement, this is a lawful order. M, I went through that [ __ ], on the toilet, no TV or hot water. Put your hand in the air if you're feeling it. Now I'm in court again
Let me catch my breath, live in the trenches, come see my side, it's a movie scene, Action-packed like a thriller, I'll show you the real deal in the trap, no in-between. Climb that pole, show him his fate, too slow, catch one of your mates. Z's not my game, but I know shores, shows, bando vibes, DD with an ass, Jangling vibes, boots tap, gas on, four-door, one shot, two Rambo knives grasp. Wave from the rear, arm up high, air that bang, don't step on my block, For the lions, tags, and bears, grab the dots, let them rot like a baby's chair. We can take it there, no need for backup, two's enough to pop off, No parties here, they get locked off, calling their girls, take cover, trap, rap, I'm Kenny on the court, battin', sorted, I flipped the script, Batman style, seen the little one pull moves, how much you got for the hits? Roy hangs, court's where it's at, all drilling, buffing, petty driller with petty tooth, Pissed off, mango now red like a tampon, Percy's Denino, kept quiet when I drew his gun. Never held a mop, bro in the air? Better slap one, see him in fits, don't care what he's done. They know me, I know no one, blood work or OT, no love for cops or courts, Seen my homies, can't be shown a thing. Pussy, money, smoke, don't let me get smoked, faith in my weapon, making plays, still get the girls wet, home fresh, shackles dropped, should've left him on TV. Amanda dropped a blade, living for war, shanking everyone, no one knows who's behind it. Interview rooms don't scare me, give me the broom, I'll sweep clean, Heads or toes, black and red, hammer those nails, mom warned, don't end up in jail. Music's my game, but we still play rough, girls move in silence. Nicked now screws up the Joe, now it's Bill's turn, but you won't tell.
those fools out there ain't scoring no points on the field; all they're doing is conceding defeat, like losers. Me? I'm the antisocial dude, don't do no verbal abuse, no verbal disputes on social media, no internet exploits, or cyber BS. Junkies line up like zombies, trap houses cook up meth in dirty jugs, water baths, and Mr. Whippy scraping the glass like Amber Rose for those desperate souls needing a recommendation. It's a scene straight out of hell, with kitchens infested with cats, rats, puppies, and kittens, gloves for the grubby, fingers crossed for luck. Bros outside, bored like a slumlord, my runner outside, dish packs in the slums, despicable me, one eye on my workers, getting tired, yellow back like minions. Grip on the fidget and spinners, mischievous midgets, one bad, and inches. Whipping up liquid rocks, turning soft till the thing turns solid like the bottoms of the Pyrex. Clients traveling miles, no joy on their faces when we leave, no smiles from each block, sections, customers making a killing from fiends and regular buyers. My block's full of liars, tagged bears or mice, it's a cesspool of deceit And I swear it goes deeper than rap, family first, if they blood, then I got their back Bros outside, slumlord bored, my runner outside, dish packs in the slums, despicable me, one eye on my workers, getting tired, yellow back like minions. Grip on the fidget and spinners, mischievous midgets, one bad, and inches. Whipping up liquid rocks, turn a thing from soft till the ting turns solid like the bottoms of the Pyrex. Clients traveling miles, no happy faces when we leave, no smiles from each block, sections, customers making a killing from fiends and regular buyers. My block full of liars, tagged bears or mice. Siphoned petty cash cars, op block sipping dirty sprite, love money, pussy, and smoke, don't let a man get smokey, spill some juice for the ops like apple cider. Should've moved a little bit smarter, bitch call me daddy, she says I'm her father. Karma, drama, shake, we don’t dance, man boogie on the op block, like the youths from Harlem. As-salamu alaykum, if I'm throwing up Satan, hello, might spot me a pagan, pull up on an op, boogeyman behind you, no hello or hands waving, you don't even need shh, who knows, not me, where should I start, you don’t want to die on this dirty pavement. Been out here since early, from youngest and babies sold stuff to the old, olders and young like bro to my early ages. And I swear it goes deeper than rap, family first, if they blood, then I got their back. Recent events have been a circus of juggin', trapping, killer knife man stabbings, and shooters, with random acts of violence thrown in for good measure. The dudes out there aren't scoring any points on the field; all they're doing is conceding. I'm an antisocial dude, don't do verbal abuse, no verbal disputes on social media, no internet exploits, or cyberspace BS Junkies line up, trap houses cook up meth, with dirty jugs, water baths, and Mr. Whippy scraping the glass like Amber Rose, for those who need a recommendation. It's a scene with kitchens, cats, rats, puppies, and kittens, gloves for the grubbies, fingers crossed. Bros outside, slumlord bored, my runner outside, dish packs in the slums, despicable me, one eye on my workers, getting tired, yellow back like minions. Grip on the fidget and spinners, mischievous midgets, one bad, and inches. Whipping up liquid rocks, turn a thing from soft till the ting turns solid like the bottoms of the Pyrex. Clients traveling miles, no happy faces when we leave, no smiles from each block, sections, customers making a killing from fiends and regular buyers. My block full of liars, tagged bears or mice. Siphoned petty cash cars, op block sipping dirty sprite, love money, pussy, and smoke, don't let a man get smokey, spill some juice for the ops like apple cider. Should've moved a little bit smarter, bitch call me daddy, she says I'm her father. Karma, drama, shake, we don’t dance, man boogie on the op block, like the youths from Harlem. As-salamu alaykum, if I'm throwing up Satan, hello, might spot me a pagan, pull up on an op, boogeyman behind you, no hello or hands waving, you don't even need shh, who knows, not me, where should I start, you don’t want to die on this dirty pavement. Been out here since early, from youngest and babies sold stuff to the old, olders and young like bro to my early ages
Your departed friends [Laughter] [ __ ] we're outside. Manist a and I indulge in that [ __ ] in his undisclosed bedroom. Come on, man, to tales that provoke, hit the CL for cheesy humor. Ricky, that lad, we seized that moment with his companion in front of her. I believed she cherished a [ __ ], that guy who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside of 40, why does bad one adore for? Why does this one love to remix fibs? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we hammered that back in front of her. I thought she was fond of a [ __ ], that lad who was a pagan. R Man toys outside, yet another check. Tick-tock, another one bites the dust, steps on CS next. Put a lad to rest, indeed. Why do you believe puffing PT when one steps in not full DC? That's not the whole story, not fully DC, that's not the way things went down. Getting that car 4 DC, I'll make a scene. How do you reckon he met his match by the P? Top and cross blocks with TOS, complete them. Add, I despise it when she moves those lips, but I adore it when she wiggles her hips. I heard she desires Lou, I advised her to go incognito. She asked for flowers, I brought her weed. I showed her no L from me, the [ __ ], I shifted it, isn't it? The streets never felt love like I did. My heart turned cold, and I lost adoration. Don't mess with the green, the streets. Why does one adore the remix stories? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we nailed that back in front of her. I thought she adored a [ __ ], that lad who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside, 40, why does one adore bear porkys? Why does one love to remix stories? Try to dismiss it, it's just CL being silly. Ricky, that lad, we built that back in front of his shorty. I thought she adored a [ __ ], thats shh lad who seemed to be the leader. R Toys outside on 40, here comes trouble. He thought he was tough, so he burst his bubble. Black Blade, man, kiss and cuddle, machines get sprayed, miss the mark. Back door, buy, B man, shuffle, don't trip and buckle. Brought that dampness, that left the pool. Released on bells, an old puzzle, shoot L2 R2, it's too much. They think that DRS get done in the box. When I'm fishing up, need the sharpest blade. Way, black conf, run for what's best for you. If you know what to do, just pull up, stab, bro, pull up, slap, done in a four-door. And in the two-door, on pedal bikes and cabs, I must watch what I say. Because the hits keep coming, you better save your life and draw, if you want to be gang. My verdict arrived, and it was through the B. You can tell my story is somber, can't you see? I'm dedicated to the cause, of course. I live a life of plenty, of men [ __ ], posting snaps, flashing. I arrived with a man in hand, if a little boy raps and H on [ __ ], then he's in for a studio ban. I sing my tune, run my trap, I'm really into it. Tra 17, I was distributing crack, ABS is flat, to a science lab, when my dog got shot. I serve Ms and frozen bags, two hands on the circle van, when I was swag. Seven days of loss and self-confinement, this is a lawful order. M, I went through that [ __ ], on the toilet, no TV or hot water. Put your hand in the air if you're feeling it. Now I'm in court again, for an M, can you bring me a chicken? Now I'm in court again, for an M, can you bring me a chicken? [Music] Cor [Music] I heard the smoke in the air you smoke their friends could have been a chairman Like Richard bur if I had a hting would have let that burst I made hell my cut their NS two shs up getting their first me and bro just ch up up so you know that we ripped his shirt in E I got down in the woods legs I was in left me was red I left my Rambo wet and the brosi fled any time that they come to the ends g check a youth Haf ta slap man's head too piss SL man's would have been long if he F that can't talk my got Landing buest friends I just got shoosh
Let me catch my breath, live in the trenches, come see my side, it's a movie scene, Action-packed like a thriller, I'll show you the real deal in the trap, no in-between. Climb that pole, show him his fate, too slow, catch one of your mates. Z's not my game, but I know shores, shows, bando vibes, DD with an ass, Jangling vibes, boots tap, gas on, four-door, one shot, two Rambo knives grasp. Wave from the rear, arm up high, air that bang, don't step on my block, For the lions, tags, and bears, grab the dots, let them rot like a baby's chair. We can take it there, no need for backup, two's enough to pop off, No parties here, they get locked off, calling their girls, take cover, trap, rap, I'm Kenny on the court, battin', sorted, I flipped the script, Batman style, seen the little one pull moves, how much you got for the hits? Roy hangs, court's where it's at, all drilling, buffing, petty driller with petty tooth, Pissed off, mango now red like a tampon, Percy's Denino, kept quiet when I drew his gun. Never held a mop, bro in the air? Better slap one, see him in fits, don't care what he's done. They know me, I know no one, blood work or OT, no love for cops or courts, Seen my homies, can't be shown a thing. Pussy, money, smoke, don't let me get smoked, faith in my weapon, making plays, still get the girls wet, home fresh, shackles dropped, should've left him on TV. Amanda dropped a blade, living for war, shanking everyone, no one knows who's behind it. Interview rooms don't scare me, give me the broom, I'll sweep clean, Heads or toes, black and red, hammer those nails, mom warned, don't end up in jail. Music's my game, but we still play rough, girls move in silence. Smooth slick too slow screws Hoes, now it's her turn, but you won't tell.
