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DJ Screw on the hey. This shit getting crack, hey. This getting crack, man. This shit getting crack. This getting crack, This crack, man. I be ridin' 'round with my niggas, I be ridin' 'round with my killers, Hey. This shit getting crack, man. Couple bands stuffed inside my mailbox, Hey. I be steady countin' with the fast lane. This shit getting crack, man. I be ridin' 'round with my niggas, Hey. I be ridin' 'round with my killers, This shit getting crack, man. Couple bands stuffed inside my mailbox, Hey. I be steady countin' with the fast lane. This shit getting crack. I ran through your ass once again, You slidin' in that Range too. Switch up on them chains, ooh. Slap the color on that motherfucker, Glisten, hey. It's so pretty, you can't see me With no tinted, With no tinted. Ridin' I gotta keep a stash on me. Niggas clowns, talkin' down, but they tip it, But they It was scripted for a nigga just To get it, uh. Quarter pound of geloni, 'bout to flip it, Uh. If you feelin' froggy, pussy, Then you grip it, uh. Got a baby Glock, I'm 'bout to grip it, Uh. Got some bad bitches always tryna kick it, Uh. But I ain't pickin' up 'cause them bitches Dumb. Got some money on the way, 'bout to get Me some. I ain't never done, bitch, I want it. This shit getting crack, Man. I be ridin' 'round with my niggas, Hey. I be ridin' 'round with my killers, Shit getting crack, man. This shit getting Crack, man. This shit getting crack, man. This shit getting crack, man. This shit getting crack, This getting crack, Man. man. getting getting crack. got me all sad