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Uh Look (nah, it's the fuckin' kid) Two times, uh We run, run around, uh (Hellcat, she right on time) She right on time Look The members run around man, they rep UpTop Shit get real hot in the wild, wild, west-end Watch out for your dawg, better watch out for your best friend Watch out for these bitches, they'll put you to the test, yeah Still in the field, my opps ain't even in the streets Inside my waist, I ain't tryna go leave Don't say nothing to her, but you begging her, "Pleasе" You done gave it to her, thеn she gave it to me Forty-four hundred, I keep it a G Niggas start snitching, I took me a P Feds boxed me in, I fell down to my knees I looked up to the Lord, I was begging him, "Please" I miss all my dawgs So many, they was just here, so many that's just memories So I ball, I ball If you ain't with us, then I'm tryna score on every team I don't even wanna hear what you rap about You know that's cap, that ain't a fact, why do you act? Niggas get hit, why did they lack? And I know I'm good, that's why I just laugh Shoutout the Court, shoutout the back Go on call, just put the hood on my back Wass Gang, we done put our hood on the map Youngins, they young and they with all of that They ain't say nothing, but she made you beg Don't say too much, but she good with that head And before I leave, it's one in the head Leave through the back, Burna come if you there Shoot that bitch up, you know that I'm not scared We run this shit every month of the year I hope that shit go rerun through your head OKC, I brought the Thunder in here Niggas they cap, so don't believe I run them racks up with my team If she ain't fuck, then she gotta leave And it's the truth, I don't mean to be mean S.O.S., they know we up in the lead I'm with the Ali, so I'm gon' say Ali And trumph, you know we got thirty's and beams If jakes pull us over then we gotta scheme The members run around man, they rep UpTop Shit get real hot in the wild, wild, west-end Watch out for your dawg, better watch out for your best friend Watch out for these bitches, they'll put you to the test, yeah Still in the field, my opps ain't even in the streets Inside my waist, I ain't tryna go leave Don't say nothing to her, but you begging her, "Please" You done gave it to her, then she gave it to me Forty-four hundred, I keep it a G Niggas start snitching, I took me a P Feds boxed me in, I fell down to my knees I looked up to the Lord, I was begging him, "Please" I miss all my dawgs So many, they was just here, so many that's just memories So I ball, I ball If you ain't wit' us, then I'm tryna score on every team Uh, long live the guys Two times shit, man You know what's up Free KSav Ricko Bang, uh
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