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Know this here, you with a bunch of robbers Puttin' on ski masks. Know that they cockin' they Glocks, blazin' glocks, scopin' out this last house On the block. Very scary. Every nigga fly, But I just know they keepin' it up in They pants. Bust 'em down. Mob like the mafia, aim and butterfly, Feel like a Bee. My bitch supermodel, baby, now she never leave. Tell my mans to run it. Nigga, know they gonna get it, just doin' me, I'm gettin' up in the sun, these boots filled, Done. better money before that gun start ringin', Boy, I'm done and bustin'. Hell nah, Nigga, it's your ass or mine. Get your bag the floor, my nigga, Throw it all up. Just gave my life, they Takin' niggas know streets out To Get you. If the mob hang out, that's last dance for You. the team,