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16 46, brick baby, 6
Murder one
(What's the word, C4?)
Premeditated murder, all that
Stand over your ass (Stand over, grah, you know what I'm saying?)
Time to handle business

Let's go slide, time to handle business
I see karma everywhere, plus I feel the tension
I got a bag on my head, did I forget to mention? (Mention)
Paranoid, I'll kill you if you acting different (Acting different)
Bro, watch the Honda, that bitch bending it, getting out, get to hitting (Hitting, hittin')
Ankle monitor got Cojack stuck back in the trenches (Damn)
Me and Checkmate got the rods, we be fucking fishing (Fishin')
We got News4Jax lost, who doing all this killin'? (Who?)
Uncle, I'm a ruff rider, ride with them rifles (Thraah)
A-block on your roof, them niggas aiming like some snipers (A-block)
Jarvo get to busting if I say that I don't like you (Bustin')
In the club clutching, I don't got no time to fight you (Nah)
Them older niggas pussy and them younger niggas telling (Ayy)
Bitch, I was a savage since I came out my mama belly (No cap)
Got them pounds in the trap, got the choppers in the telly (No cap)
They need to free lil' Cracka, that boy extorting his new celly (Free bro)
I used to rock LRG, now I'm rocking Prada (No cap)
It was AND1s, now I'm rocking Balenciaga (No cap)
I feel like Kendre Alston when I hop out with that chopper
And rest in peace to Eight, he was a real opp dropper (Ayy)
Park the car, let me out and cut off the lights (The lights)
Asking God when we drill, will we make it back? (God)
Killed your brother, that boy zaza, we gon' roll him tight (Zaza)
Uh, wilding, living reckless, gambling with my life (With my life)
I knew all the consequences, still shook the dice (Shook the dice)
They knew Rod K had a son, still took his life (Fuck)
Uh, no, I can't die, don't believe the hype ('Lieve the hype, ayy)
I got voodoo on my body, don't need to sacrifice (Nah)
I was fighting PBS, now I rock VVSs (VVSs)
Seventen, fell in love with my lil' Smith & Wesson (Smith & Wesson)
And I spent like eighteen hundred on these new Giuseppes (New Giuseppes)
Uh, fuck an elevator, all my niggas stepping (niggas steppin')
You say you gangster, nigga, slide, in Cali with the violence (Ayy)
Pussy, you ain't shoot a gun when your brother died (Brother died)
On the 6, in the bricks, this shit suicide (Suicide)
I fuck with As, fuck with Vs, bitch, I'm mob tied (Mob tied, nigga, ayy, that's on gang)

That's on gang

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