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Look, gang shit, no lame shit, bitch It's Lefty Gunplay, famous gangbanger (Young millionaire) gang, gang (Motherfuckin' you smellnaire) You say you solid then homie but how your clip full? That shit don't even make sense, give me the pistol (lame) Let me introduce you to that real BP sicko Still selling nickels of crystal at wiener schnitzel They too said word around town, can't check out the chopsticks High shit, crown faces boys is known to drop shit Hot shit, merk that boy quick with this Glock bitch Sickest ass coming out the valley, on the top list I bang that bitch, that's on the whole gang land (valley) And I don't throw hands, I make that boy, he breakdance No spray can, emptied a clip like mayhem It's no way that I'm a stay in that state camp for real bitch Play ball, it's Mr. BP K-HA I hit her on AMR doggy style in the car I had Serena in the car, fucked Relena in the car On my momma, even fucked that bitch Sabrina in the car, gang I spent a thousand on a Glock and I took it to the hood (to the hood) I wish a muthafucka would (I wish he would) Now I'm riding on the opps while we chunking up the hood (the hood) Lil baby, what's good? (What's good?) I spent a thousand on a Glock and I took it to the hood (to the hood) I wish a muthafucka would (I wish he would) Now I'm riding on the opps while we chunking up the hood (the hood) Lil' baby, what's good? (Hey listen) Bitch I'm from H-T-P Still hitting up yo' block Still running down the weak Still fucking on your bitch Make that hoe pop a pill She chilling with the homies She gon' fuck 'em for real Still, chilling with the homies on that Four block And if I see a opp, I'ma knock 'em out his tube sock Still, got more money than you rap cats Bitch I'm in a Benz, I ain't fucking with no scat pack Still, ay bitch I really gang bang I'm raised by OG's, and you raised by some lame brains, stupid (stupid) Bitch I let my chain hang Bitch I use the chops And my homies do the same thing I spent a thousand on a Glock and I took it to the hood (to the hood) I wish a muthafucka would (I wish he would) Now I'm riding on the opps while we chunking up the hood (the hood) Lil baby, what's good? (What's good?) I spent a thousand on a Glock and I took it to the hood (to the hood) I wish a muthafucka would (I wish he would) Now I'm riding on the opps while we chunking up the hood (the hood) Lil' baby, what's good? (What's good?)
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