Tom: G minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
(Just
run that bitch, Malik)
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Look, look
My brother Big E
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He keep that chopper on his shoulder
(he keep that chop)
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Oh, he a soldier (oh, he'll pop
a nigga)
My brother 3Three (baow)
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He get the drop so I can fold ya (oh, that
beat bangin', nigga)
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I thought I told ya
Verse 2
Hold on, my wife not mine
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Got diamonds on and that'll blind ya
Pussy nigga, I been grindin',
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I been shinin'
I done fucked my bag up (huh), and
I ain't scared to tell nobody
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I'm gon' have another sixty Ms in my
pocket 'fore next year end
Play with Top, way quick, they pop your
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top, know they get killed, man
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Got her out her top, your bitch a
bop, gone off that santan
Got no time for these hoes pussy poppin',
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where my money, man?
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Know the FBI been tryna stop me,
I need VPN
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Bitch better quit that poppin' 'fore you fuck around,
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get your mans spinned
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Know my youngin poppin', bitch, I
cut up like a madman
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Outside, bitch, we poppin', bitch, we pop pin',
spin that Yeat again
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Hit your block with switches,
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then we repeat like a ceiling fan
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We fill up at Conoco, walk 'round with that Calico,
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we got all type of poles
'Fore I blast you, strike a pose,
bitch, watch your soul go
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Strike him with this bitch, that
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cutter flashin' like T Romo
Cut up like my daddy,
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bitch, Montana kill you, you want smoke
Bitch, float your boat,
you better not choke, boy, you a ho
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Bitch, we gon' beat the last side, we're still together,
that's how that go
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R.I.P. Dump,
now I done seen this once before
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Yeah, ain't no problem, I say
Verse 3
My brother Big E
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He keep that chopper on his shoulder
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Oh, he a soldier
My brother 3Three
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He get the drop so I can fold ya
Em
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I thought I told ya
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Y'all boys want beef
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We catch you slippin' and we dome ya
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We walk down on ya, look
Verse 4
Hit the bitch in his face like back to back
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They won't realize him and that's facts
We turn your son into a
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pack, we blew his noggin
Bitch, this gravedigger mode,
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I can't wait for Stunna Island
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I'm recordin' right now, do a song,
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and bitch, it's perfect stimulizin'
They won't put that pistol on me,
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they use papers to decline me
Bitch, I'm thuggin', I'll send them
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slimes to fuck up your whole cli mate
She was fucked up, buy her a sugar
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bag and I won't tell nobody
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He was fucked up 'bout that sugar
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bag, couldn't pay his hit deposit
Play with me, but Meechy got me
bad, so I gotta call up Brasi
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He still fucked up, he wan' talk 'bout
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ads and how he beat up pockets
After all I see, I got this, my watch
glisten, they gon' watch this
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I been thinkin' I might need to go put
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caskets on my eyelids
Earlobes got shovels,
and my G- Wag' got that B in it
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Step inside my lane, best come with pain, bitch,
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you get beat it
Weekends, I need my paper strong, wife
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need to hit Spain for a weekend
Bitch, find a plug around, don't
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come back home until we deep in
I ain't nowhere good, you're
gone
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I need you back, don't do no creepin'
These niggas holdin' me down,
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I need to find me another rich friend
Shit, I need to sell some hitmans
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Get contracts changed to con trast
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No, you couldn't stand up to that four- five, you died,
you stupid dumbass
On my side, you get no pass
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Tote big fires with green flags
We hop out, better run fast
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Nigga, yeah
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My brother Big E He
Verse 5
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keep that chopper on his shoulder
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Oh, he a soldier
My brother 3Three
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He get the drop so I can fold ya
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I thought I told ya, yeah
Verse 6
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Huh, ooh
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Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Oh yeah
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Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Outro 1
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