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It's Gravey, nigga. Believe it. Hot? Fuck it. Hot as a firecracker. Got a MAC in this bag. Go. What you got? A lot. Look. Nigga, I'ma tell you straight off the bat. I got a MAC in this bag with 20 Grams of crack. And I'ma sit in the backseat Of your 'Lac. Just in case I gotta snap A farette to the Jets. If I don't know shit, I know cause and Cross. I done ordered plenty hits, watched heads Come off. And I done saw my nigga flip Life behind them bars. Different dog hoes, nigga, we scream, "Fuck 'em All." I hustle hard in these city streets. I got my block on fire with my HBs. Spending bands in these drop tops double R. Cook a brick, flip 'em up, now I got 'em hard. And you can find me right up In them hallways holding toting. Got the whole motherfucking block loaded and Smoking. Nigga know one thing, this is uptown shit. If a nigga get it fucked, then we killing A bitch. Nigga, I'ma tell you this straight off The bat. I got a MAC in this bag With 20 grams of crack. Well, let's go, nigga. You can slide, nigga. 'Cause if you hot, then I'm hot. Let's ride, nigga. Look, I'ma tell you this straight off the top. I got a blunt and a Glock and a Bag of rocks. Well, let's go, nigga. On. Let's slide, nigga. If you hot, then I'm Hot. Let's ride, nigga. Come on. Better pay attention now so you don't Forget later. I run the damn block, I oversee All of the paper. Don't make me take you, Player. I cock the Glock and spray us. Call it a caper. Won't be no as-salamu alayka. And J. E. got the gauges, They cocked and ready. Makes me run up in your places and pop Your daddy. Got them bricks rocking heavy, Let it be known. I cook it hard and Cut 'em in zones and the money be gone. They want to blunt to the dome and ride When night fall. Supply the white raw. If there's a problem, knock your wife off. Lock the spot down, respect it, young nigga, I'm Taking over. 'Cause I cut it with just a Little baking soda, breaking boulders. I take it out my holster and baking soldiers Whenever. Nigga, it's whatever. Tell your mother, call her wherever. You see me on the block with crack, gats, And weed. Racks, plaques, and keys. That's crack to me. Nigga, I'ma tell you straight off the bat. I got a MAC in this bag with 20 Grams of crack. So let's go, nigga. Come on. You can slide, nigga. 'Cause if you hot, then I'm hot. Let's ride, nigga. Hey, I'ma tell you this straight Off the top. I got a blunt and a Glock and a bag of rocks. Well, let's go, nigga. Come on. Let's slide, nigga. Come on. If you hot, then I'm hot. Let's ride, nigga. Come on. See, I'm a hustler, cutthroat, put bombs in moms' Muffler. You can't even count how many times the 9's bust at you. Some of the niggas that You run with are suckers, bruh. None of y'all won't leave without some bullets up In y'all. Niggas can't hold me down, woah, They wild. 'Cause all that they can hear loud Screaming explosive sounds. They showed me how to cook that brown and Rock that white. No school, put that book back Down, pick up that knife. See, that's the real reason I hate to be On tour. I'd rather be back on the block With a bird of that pure. Niggas got it all wrong, thinking I'm all songs. When y'all gon' twist it and end up all Gone. Dog gone, cock suckers, you're not thuggers. I pop dozens of Glock cousins in my struggle. So stop fronting, it ain't gon' get you everywhere. But I'ma start busting and bullets hit you Everywhere, nigga. Nigga, I'ma tell straight off the Bat. I got a MAC in this bag with 20 grams of crack. Well, let's go, nigga. On. You can slide, nigga. Come on. if you hot, then I'm hot. Let's ride, nigga. Look, I'ma tell you this straight Off the top. I got a blunt and a Glock and a bag of rocks. Well, let's go, nigga. Come Let's slide, nigga. Come If you hot, then I'm hot. Let's ride, nigga. Come on. I'ma tell you this straight off the bat. I got a MAC in this bag with 20 Grams of crack. So let's go, nigga. Come on. Let's slide, nigga. Come on. 'Cause if you hot, then I'm hot. We can ride, nigga. Look, I'ma tell you this Straight off the top. I got a blunt and a Glock and a Bag of rocks. Well, let's go, nigga. Come Let's slide, nigga. On. If you hot, then I'm hot. Let's ride, nigga. Come on. Say anything, nigga, fuck. You my dog, nigga, fuck. You got crack in the gat. You got crack in the gat? You done hold court with the people and I Ain't going, man. I'm a three-time loser, Fuck that shit. What about you, Man, I'm trying to go for the first time this Summer. Let's do this, though. We can ride, nigga. Let's slide, Nigga. Fuck on, nigga. In that corner right there. That look like Lil Horri. He want five three zones. I got that. Straight.