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(Verse)
Boy you¡¯ve been pussy for a long time
I know I went to school with these niggas, I was bluesin these niggas
When it¡¯s deep I¡¯m on the front line, head first
Plus I got some gutta hoes who keep burnings lane hurr
Getting the niggas in a hearse
Playing games, plus I heard that he been workin for them people sayin names
Man I can¡¯t wait to catch that bitch and bust his brain
These snitchin ass niggas steady fuckin up the game
But I¡¯mma hit you with that thing, put some led in you
You think you safe cuz you workin with the feds nigga?
Tell me what you smoking on, I don¡¯t know where you¡¯re at
Shit all I know is you gon have to come home
I¡¯mma be waitin in yo motherfuckin closet all day long
I ho out of that bitch and hit you with some yay long
Niggas wanna hate so tell em to get they hate on
My bank account swolle, doin shows when I stay gone
Tell you like this, nah I ain¡¯t the one to fake on
Play games with them other lame niggas cuz that¡¯s what they on
Conversation cost like you talkin on a payphone
See roachin ass niggas be the mainly get my spray on

(Hook)
These niggas tryina get like me
But you ain¡¯t from where I¡¯m from, you ain¡¯t shit like me
Man pussy get you fucked when you dealin with G¡¯s
That layin pussy get you fucked when you dealin with G¡¯s
And you a pussy, a pussy, a pussy, a pussy
A pussy, a pussy, a pussy yea yea
You ain¡¯t from where I¡¯m from, you ain¡¯t shit like me
Man pussy get you fucked when you dealin with G¡¯s

(Verse)
We can handle this shit the street way
Whatever I spot I¡¯m like I don¡¯t give a fuck, I shoot at you on the freeway
Bring you off your road and hit you up with this K man
Catch you close range and put em all in yo face man
Ra-ta-ta, ra-ta-ta, you better play mane
And no I ain¡¯t gon miss you bitches, I got a straight aim
Better watch what you sayin if you say it to me
Cuz my niggas don¡¯t even charge, they bust heads for free
I tell my partner walk up on you, that¡¯s just what¡¯s it gon be
Yellow tape and white sheet, fuck with me you¡¯re deceased
They steady runnin they mouth like they bow to this shit
And if you wanna know the truth I¡¯m getting tired of this shit
Oh slit it, cappin ass nigga, say it to my face
I don¡¯t really give a damn about catchin that pase
Ok so you got some hands, well let me see put yo hands up
I bet I¡¯ll woop yo ass til you can¡¯t stand up
Showin out in front of these bitches, I¡¯m getting fed up
Don¡¯t let these ratchet ass hoes get yo head bust
Anybody don¡¯t wanna get murdered get the fuck out
My nigga I stay ready for the bust out
I¡¯m 51-50

(Hook)
These niggas tryina get like me
But you ain¡¯t from where I¡¯m from, you ain¡¯t shit like me
Man pussy get you fucked when you dealin with G¡¯s
That layin pussy get you fucked when you dealin with G¡¯s
And you a pussy, a pussy, a pussy, a pussy
A pussy, a pussy, a pussy yea yea
You ain¡¯t from where I¡¯m from, you ain¡¯t shit like me
Man pussy get you fucked when you dealin with G¡¯s

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Pussy
Hurricane Chris

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