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Aight, Jose finna sauce this bitch up. I been dreamin' 'bout my life like will I Live or not? A lot of you debate my Gang, but will you drill or not? I'm in the big body swervin', I'm in the Federal five short out and crashed a lot of Foreigns, I done wrecked a lot. Fell off, touched fifteen, hell yeah, blew a lot. Remember ridin' my bike up CVS back in '05. Niggas say they wanna spark a flame, but they Hangin' outside. Gettin' jiggy on the highway, Ain't no place on the Benz. .38 and.357, we saggin' with twins. See a opp and push his ass back, ain't No passes for them. Shot a nigga head off While traffic, J slide in the Benz. Early morning, that JJ with the strap, chest bag In the Benz. High-speed slidin' from Brash, done Played the whole division. I'ma pop a Perc and Pour a six, that's just how I'm feelin'. Opps be where a nigga park the Benz and We slide in the Beamer. Boney stick to him Like a beating, he fold from the stinking. Nigga can't never keep a bitch 'cause that nigga's A beater. Bitch says she need a real nigga, But love an achiever. Diamonds on me big, bust Down like they fresh out the freezer. I just mixed the uh with the uh, dropped A Perc in the liter. They be dissin' on The gang, why these niggas keep on hatin'? You the type of nigga that pray to God We don't make it. They say keep your feet Up on the neck, I could see your greatness. Last nigga dissed on the gang, we put him On the pavement. Last nigga dissed on the gang, I heard he didn't make it. Bullet hit his Hip and his spine if I'm not mistaken. Stick8 cheese and some shots out the.9 and Left his body shakin'. Aight, Jose sauce this bitch up. I been slidin' with an empty-ass tank, so let Me gas up. Dark tint with no plates and I was masked up. And I was doin' the Racin', you got passed up, passed up, nigga. Look, you should blame me, I'm that nigga that Sent the shots. Pull up to the and let Hollow tips the mop. Big beam limit squeezin' extended clips on our Glocks, yeah. Hit your bitch from the back, I go deep Up in her. Was in the Cali and Express, That's all they eat for dinner. Young nigga with A cold squabble, I'm an aviator. That's your bitch, you in love, she fuckin' me. Got me walkin' in the crib like who the Fuck is he? Take my shirt off and start Trippin', I can feel the heat. Bitch, I got it out the mud, I ain't Get shit for free. Hit your bitch from the Back, I go deep up in her. Was in the Cali and Express, that's all they Eat for dinner. Young nigga with a cold squabble, I'm an aviator. That's your bitch, you in love, she fuckin' me. Got me walkin' in the crib like who the Fuck is he? Take my shirt off and start Trippin', I can feel the heat. Bitch, I got it out the mud, I ain't Get shit for free. Bitch, I got it out The mud, I ain't get shit for free. Raw runnin', still in the field, I need a Hundred P's. A hundred shots dropped out the mop When I cleared the scene. Hit a hundred down Vernon, we takin' pit stops. Cars ask lackin' on the gang, we sendin' headshots. He was bangin' for the fame, we put him On TV. We gon' put him on a page For a fresh white tee. Last nigga dissed on The gang, I heard he six-foot deep. Nigga. Last nigga dissed on the gang, I heard he Six-foot deep. Stupid. Last nigga dissed on the gang got a two-two-three. Nigga slick with no strap, no nothin'. You know we ain't gon' give up right here. 'Cause my guys got in. Remember all them nine Ounce on the block, I learned to stack it Up. People swervin' lanes in the foreign, they I'm Fast as fuck. You ain't top five, you need To go and get your ranking up. Go against the gang and you stupid, we'll hang 'em up.