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Miracle
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We eating blood like it's a
chili bowl (Blood like it's a
chili bowl), yeah She keep asking what I'm tripping for (Tripping for) Fuck that hoe, and kick her out, hope I
wasn't tripping though (Tripping though) Choppa folding in-and-out like it's an envelope Bullets hitting in-and-out, I
ain't kill 'em though (Kill 'em) Lil Ken done made out that spot, that's a
miracle (That's a
miracle) So, I
treat 'em like a
slut (Oh yeah), I
don't feel 'em though (Feel 'em though) Then them bullets wet 'em up, I
ain't need a
coat (Coat) Music for the
streets, like what they fiending for? Got bullets, need to clean 'em up That's your bitch, you need to clean her up Bullets chewing like a
carnivore Bitch, I
ain't playing, you know you ain't staying, better go call you a
ride (Go home) I
cut off my friend 'cause he took the
stand but, we ain't gon' talk on him (Not him) They can't cross this side and no, you ain't cross my mind (At all) Pouring up drink 'cause I
do need somebody, ain't talking 'bout what you gon' do, better hide Talking 'bout what you gon' do, better slide Drugs came in, non-prescribed Glock came in, on my side She saw me and lost her mind Bullets hitting in-and-out, I
ain't kill 'em though (Kill 'em) Lil Ken done made out that spot, that's a
miracle (That's a
miracle) So, I
treat 'em like a
slut (Oh yeah), I
don't feel 'em though (On God, On God) Then them bullets wet 'em up, I
ain't need a
coat Music for the
streets, like what they fiending for? Got bullets, need to clean 'em up That's your bitch, you need to clean her up Bullets chewing like a
carnivore Bitch, I
ain't playing, you know you ain't staying, better go call you a
ride (Go home) I
cut off my friend 'cause he took the
stand but, we ain't gon' talk on him (Not him) Nah, we ain't gon' talk on him (We ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk, tell 'em) We ain't gon' talk on him We ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk on him (doo-doo, doo, doo, doo) We ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk (Blatt, Let's get it) Damn, we ain't gon' talk on him We gon' walk-down him Snap my fingers, watch how fast he disappear He didn't keep it real so, he gotta get killed This the
life you live when you wanna drill Dead or cater to steal Don't mind leaving him still If you get caught for that body, make sure you keep it real When I'm done handling business, I
need lean and pills Just so I
can get it off my mind 'cause that's another one, kill That's another one, fill Another died in the
field You play tough but, you not real Up your gun and freeze him still A
real killer gon' leave you still Piss on feelings, fuck 'bout how your people feel, yeah Bullets hitting in-and-out, I
ain't kill 'em though (Kill 'em) Lil Ken done made out that spot, that's a
miracle (That's a
miracle) So, I
treat 'em like a
slut (Oh yeah), I
don't feel 'em though (On God, On God) Then them bullets wet 'em up, I
ain't need a
coat Music for the
streets, like what they fiending for? Got bullets, need to clean 'em up That's your bitch, you need to clean her up Bullets chewing like a
carnivore Bitch, I
ain't playing, you know you ain't staying, better go call you a
ride (Go home) I
cut off my friend 'cause he took the
stand but, we ain't gon' talk on him (Not him) Nah, we ain't gon' talk on him (We ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk, tell 'em) We ain't gon' talk on him We ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk on him (doo-doo, doo, doo, doo) We ain't gon' talk, we ain't gon' talk (Blatt, Let's get it)
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