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We, We, we ready to die. We, we read-, we, we ready to Die. We, we ready to die. We, we ready to die. die. Ready to die. We, we ready to die. We ready to die. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find Him in this bitch. We gon' find him in This bitch. We gon' find him in this bitch. We gon' find offense at your beach and I Swear I break a jaw When I'm high and I'm lit, oh, to hell with the law I Ain't givin' a goddamn if you're beefin', Then I'm lodgin' In the streets or bullets in The club, bitch, I'll march in Motherfuckers lights Out, can't consult the score again Niggas in here Mad but they better their rug in Fools run They mouth and eat up bullshit, let it go Represent the South without the gold grill dangling On Fight, Fight, fight, fight Nigga FYI, Fuck You Up like athletic leaves I'ma make my life, If you broke, we gon' get your keys Don't You be a stupid bitch, don't admit it, I'ma Put you in it You came with the peace, Y'all done started when you enter, baby Buckets of Blades club for your knife talk Got ugly on Your face, we gon' beat it right off Heard Murder nigga sayin' that he want some choppy I Ain't worried about it 'cause his tone was goin' Back Deep