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Noah Settles
Noah Settles
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David Robert Jones
David Robert Jones
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Robert Matthew Van Winkle
Robert Matthew Van Winkle
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Yeah Bitch ass nigga Wop Uh Wop, mob Wop, mob Wop, mob Wop They tryn play with me that's why I upped Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck They tryn play with me that's why I upped Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck You catch a body then blow up the truck Shit had a switch couldn't nobody duck Why the fuck is they keep tryna play with a reaper? Stay on my ten, niggas know that I keep 'em Can't shoot it out in this function, we beat him I put that coke in the pan like I'm Peter Drac' shots leave spots on him like a cheetah Never spent whole days in school, I was leavin' I never sat on my ass, I was thievin' Still help all of my niggas, I got 'em Don't stop spinnin' the opps 'til you whack 'em Can't get a whip so you gotta go jack it Bruh blinked out now he locked in a jacket Now niggas hoppin' on dick 'cause I got it I ain't gon' lie 'bout that hit, yeah, I shot him They want me dead, I be scared of my shadow P's in the glock or it's either some hollows You know them .45 bullets like eggrolls One to his top made him cut off his cornrows Corona clear up I won't letta opp do a show Goin' 'gainst that, we gon' come let a hundred roll Uh, uh Yeah, I got hot, but I'm not showin' mercy If I was loafin', then why you ain't murder me? I'm the one burnt your man ass to a third degree Not talkin' wrestlin', put him in the pedigree Gettin' that cash, gon' bring you some ass Get down to my last, go buy me a mask He out of bounds, he know that he playin' Don't care what it cost, just blow up my man That muzzle will flash on his ass like a camera That pussy was pressin' that button, he panicked Bitch I'm a demon, feelin' satanic Kidnap him, beat his shit in with a hammer Spin with that short-ass, AP, geeked up Two Dracs, Gliz' and SD stay tweaked up Blow up a block and then go beat a beat up Luxury rental to make the bitch eat up If she knew what I do then my shit'd be bleached up Shoot out the car, hop out, try to get up 10 milly hit him, he stuck, can't get up Two in his gut, all blood what he threw up If he would've listened, he wouldn'ta got blew up Kept on slidin' until I got two up You catch a body then blow up the truck Shit had to switch couldn't nobody duck They tryin play with me, that's why I upped Too deep in the streets to be beefin' with suckers He like a bum, fuck with him and bust him COVID money but I'm still out here hustlin' I took an L, so I taxed it and doubled it No double date, I'm with two and I'm fuckin' 'em Passin' em bags of gas like Russell We on the corner trappin' like the ugly I snaked him out and he know he shouldn'ta trusted me Yeah I got him smashed, he had plans on crushin' me Got his bitch in the truck in the back and I'm humpin' her He a opp, I should call him and tell him I fucked
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