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Any last words?It's a murder businessYeah (D-Roc)This gun was bought just for to kill niggas(What you on 4? You already know how we get down)We be them motherfuckin' gravediggersPallbearers bring your body to the graveWe leave him slayed, niggaIt ain't a open casket, we left his motherfuckin' brain missin'Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stainShawty just wan' give me brainSlidin' in that fast thing, nigga know I blew the brainsShawty tryna sell me things, know I want the whole thingKnow my brother sell that boy, if not heroine it's pure cocaineKnow wе distributorsThem hollows, you can smell it through the city, wе pollutin'Don't aim it, you just shoot itLike Chief Sosa say, "Better get your ass up outta here, Juwanna Mann"Text him through the night and through the dayThat be my fuckin' manBronem swing that, left out stainsHe in Miami and he hidin' from this murder gangThe feds know my name, they tryna lock me up in chainsThe homicide detectives say Kentrell to fuckin' blameWe leave out teddy bears right there where he bleed atShe sent the text, ain't read thatI been in here with Jaz, count that bag, bitch, believe thatThat Jag' matte black, bet soon as you see it, better run from thatWe aimin' with them straps to leave you clapped right where we see you atHold on, swang that cutta, hold on, know it got a kick backYoungin' weighed a hunnid pounds, know he can't control thatRun up on me, it's gon' go down, you know that I'ma blow thatUtah with a lot of pounds with me, where your ho atFuck it, bring the hookKill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shookWith that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hookedBless these souls, I'm with my kidsGet them fuckin' bodies outta hereI got locked inside the penn', but now I'm outBitch, it's just the thought of youSpotted, then we followed himCall that boy a dead man, name that boy RudolphWhen he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully sceneLil D, that's my cousin, manKnow that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, manNigga, this that Squid Game, O-Block pack get rolled upMurder what they told us, Atlanta boy get fold upNigga get your hoes up, these bitches throwin' up green flagsThrowin' that NBA up, for me, set you up to bust your assAnd know I keep that murder bagRight on him, leave a toe tagInside the freezer, where them people put 'em 'fore they stitch his assNo glitchin', better not freeze up before a nigga blitz his assBrra-baow-baow, flip his ass (Haha)Northside, nigga know that's my sideUtah, come here bitch, get hogtied, another diedOh Lord, man this nigga crazy, he do not respect them boysHe don't give a fuck, he check up off the list, they squadHe pray to the Devil, then that nigga pray to GodSay he got on face paint and his nigga paid for itSay my name, get slayed for itI ain't playin' with your hoe-ass niggaYou know I'm comin' anywhereLike, "Why the fuck you say that nigga? "You know I'm dyin' anywhere, I bet they say I blew my pistolI bet they say I took one with meLil AI TOP, I'm too officialYou should not play with gravediggersYou know them pallbearers ship 'emYou know I pull off plenty killingsYou know that we keep plenty pistolsFuck it, bring the hookKill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shookWith that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hookedBless these souls, I'm with my kidsGet them fuckin' bodies outta hereI got locked inside the penn', but now I'm outBitch, it's just the thought of youSpotted, then we followed himCall that boy a dead man, name that boy RudolphWhen he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully sceneLil D, that's my cousin, manKnow that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, manMortician coat on, I'm doin' surgeries on his bodyIt been so long, they been sayin' they gon' pop my nogginRun up on me then I cock itIn front the crowd then I pop itKnow I want smoke with anybody, no, the label can not stop itNorthside with a sawed-off shottyNigga, you don't want these problemsMust don't want your fuckin lifeYou steady talkin' like you 'bout itI'm with these demons day and nightAnd you know that be my closest partnerDon't trust YoungBoy, 'cause he ain't rightYou jokin', he gon' kill your bodySqueeze that Glock as soon as he sitedNigga stop that fuckin' talkin'Split that boy while on a bikeOr catch him while he fuckin' walkin'Live this shit, that's why I talk itI'm fly, you know that Ima hawk 'emMake them people outline chalk 'emFuck it, bring the hookKill that nigga, think he saw a gremlin how his body shookWith that stick, that be my fishin' pole, another opp got hookedBless these souls, I'm with my kidsGet them fuckin' bodies out of hereI got locked inside the penn', but now I'm outBitch, it's just the thought of youSpotted, then we followed himCall that boy a dead man, name that boy RudolphWhen he see that red beam, headshot, that's a skully sceneLil D, that's my cousin, manKnow that he don't give no fuck, he aimin' for the head, manYou already know thoughYou already knowNiggaLil D, that be my—That bi'h skully nigga, that bi'h skully (Ha-ha)I'm high as a muthafuckerHe gon' pop ya' noggin'
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