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My guns out because they know what we about. Smoke up the gas and I watch 'em go Out. Love love the band, just want that ass. Jack out Sunday, nigga, just get along. Bust down the block, nigga, with the fire going Bang. Nigga ceiling, nigga, nigga lame. She like the PRT, yeah, I what you mean. Nah, baby, I'm just with the gang, just ride. Shake head and I went numb, now my niggas On balls. and a Quarter of dope. Yeah, boy, I got them niggas hunting shells for Chips. She suck that dick and my niggas her Guts. Ninety-slams with my niggas, get to living. Count dead with my niggas, yeah, I make 'em To the building. pull up on the other side And wanna put to ride. She make that pussy breathe, tell that ass it's Second to none. Shake that ass, Shake that ass, Ho. Shake that ass, ho. Shake that ass, ho. Shake that, shake that ass, shake that ass, Ho. Shake ass,