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J. Do that shit. Been up in the field, we been troopers since Some young niggas. Go against the gang, you must Be stupid, you a dumb nigga. Choppa eat him up since he thought he was A tough nigga. Dope. Since he thought he was a tough nigga. Five machine eat him up, shit you thought you Was gon' run, nigga. I ain't never clutching, why You think I got this gun, nigga? Nine spazzin' out, hit his hip then his lung, Nigga. We really in the field, we don't do This shit for fun, nigga. I been getting all Type of cheese, I have to rack it up. Military guns on the block, I learned to stack 'em up. County jail fades in the back, I Told 'em rack it up. Any nigga go against The gang, I always tag 'em up. I was never taught to pop shots, I was Jogging up. Bullets hit his mouth and his head, Look what he coughing up. Bitch, I'm from Orange Street but I'm hanging with the Park boys. Remember when I got that fire, man, it went And made some noise. My pops showed me the Real definition of how to play with toys. Every day I got up in the streets and Went and made a name. Shots fired at the Other side, I had to build my rank. County jail thunder, it was twenty niggas in that Tank. I was taught to blend a nigga out Or step in my five. Fuck around with me, When you leave, you be missing an eye. Bullet hit his head and his neck, his chest And his thigh. Tic-tac-toe, when you cross it, you Match it, he die. Slide around in a big Body, it's harder to slide. Gave the nigga body thirty shots and an eight In my wide. How you say you really in The field but ain't nobody die? Better move smart, move wrong, then it's off his Mind. I been mixing cookies with the blend, I Think my lungs fried. I could bust the Glock And swerve the wheel at the same time. Shorty told me hop up in the field, I Guess it's game time. Car ain't at the station, You ain't make it to that main line. I had to mix the lemonade, crushed with the Lemon lime. Let me catch a opp when it's Up, then it's hammer time. Nigga tried to tax me for a strap, now It's blame or mine. How dare a nigga try To step foot in these battle lines. My bitch mad, got caught up in the streets, She caught a attitude. Had to mix the cookies with the lean, plus I need a deuce. Had to shoot my shot With this bitch like I'm shooting hoops. Had to double back through the opps, had to Switch the I said I had to double back Through the opps, had switch the coupe. Ayy. Nigga, I had to double back through the Opps, had switch the coupe. That bitch wanna hop up on the gang, we Call that switching lanes. That little bitch keep on Screaming out my name, she finna get the boot. Get out here. Snatch a chain and bust a Brain like, "What you tryna tryna do? I hope You say no names, when we get jammed, I Know you coming through. You coming through. I had To keep the stock and throw the stick 'cause That's just how I move. Man. I had to Throw my brother in the play because that's how I move. Been up in the field, we been Troopers since some young niggas. Go against the gang, you must be stupid, you A dumb nigga. Choppa eat him up since he Thought he was a tough nigga. Dope. Since he thought he was a tough nigga. Five machine eat him up, shit you thought you Was gon' run, nigga. I ain't never clutching, why You think I got this gun, nigga? Nine spazzin' out, hit his hip then his lung, Nigga. We really in the field, we don't do This shit for fun, nigga. Yeah. J. J. J.