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Gremlin Yeah, I had plans, yeah, I had plans I don't play no games with 'em, yeah, I get bands Yeah, I can pop a Percocet, nah, I'm not on land All I do is triple cross, hope it ain't your mans How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How the fuck nigga ain't known us? He can't even compete with us How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How the fuck nigga ain't known us? He can't even compete with us These niggas not ready, passed off like some lettuce He ever think about playin' with us, we shoot shit just like Belly How your big homie ain't stitched on you? Poppa real big, put that stick on me Glock .40, know I hold the dick on me Fuck the critics, you know I get rich homie They a real nigga, but they dick ridin', switchin' both sides, yeah Ridin' 'round with a big five, yeah Mask up, make 'em get down, yeah That's on everyting when it come my way Go for nothing, don't smile at my face Cross up, hope we don't get no chase But we gon' get away Yeah, I had plans, yeah, I had plans I don't play no games with 'em, yeah, I get bands Yeah, I can pop a Percocet, nah, I'm not on land All I do is triple cross, hope it ain't your mans How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How the fuck nigga ain't known us? He can't even compete with us How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How the fuck nigga ain't known us? He can't even compete with us Thought these niggas burnt out Real shooters, so you know they'll route You know what we on, you know what we 'bout Dirty K, dirty pistols Sucker problems aren't issues We wipin' they nose, no need for no tissue I'm from the trenches but I'm in L.A. just like the Clippers I'm watchin' my back, I know they ain't with me No, these niggas ain't with me, all these niggas tryna be me Pull up on the block and I'm creepin' Know we can be a real demon, know we can be a real demon I don't fuck with that ho, she too needy I'm in and out, then I pull up the genie They hands out but they didn't even wanna feed me No, I don't need her, no, I don't need her Yeah, I had plans, yeah, I had plans I don't play no games with 'em, yeah, I get bands Yeah, I can pop a Percocet, nah, I'm not on land All I do is triple cross, hope it ain't your mans How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How the fuck nigga ain't known us? He can't even compete with us How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How y'all niggas gon' leave us? How the fuck nigga ain't known us? He can't even compete with us
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