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INTRO Lyrics by TB

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Juss like Martin and Pam I need yo ass to get to stepping
Me and bro in the back gripping on a heavy weapon
Couple shots to his liver I bet it fuck his tummy up
And yo bitch she a Slurper I bet she wanna eat it up
Call my choppa lil Cesar cause you know it’s hot and ready
Pussey niggas be talking I’m bout to send em to the reverend
Give my shooter a bag And tell him send him up to heaven

Verse 1:

And we gon creep on yo moma lasso tie the lil bitch
And If you play wit my money den ima blow her in her shit
Yellow tapе toe tags wit a fucking body bag
Obituary mortuary when we gеt up on his ass
Rest In Peace to my shooters and its free da fucking gang
Lil Ricky strapped up we ain’t going for the games
Catch a opp out here chilling and I’m upping on the score
And she gon fuck the whole roster juss to say she did the boys
And I’m geeking off these pills I guess they come wit side effects
And she be geeking over dick I guess it come wit side effects
But I be shining like a trophy give a damn about a Rollie
Picture perfect bet they focused Pulling up to get it going
Like biga ding bada bum
Watch the way I shoot off this drum
Like biga ding bada bum
Watch how I’m blowing this gun
My whole gang full of shooters like the all star team
And when we aiming at yo head got them all star
Niggas bitches in the flesh we know the pussey ain’t real
How they sliding on yo gang and you ain’t get you a kill
Niggas out here soft so they name bitch made
And I be dubbing all these bitches guess I’m stuck in my ways
But I want that fettuccini like fat kids want cake
And that nigga out there balling Wit 18 on the gang
Fuck an opp they can diss but they ain’t swerving In my section
Strapped out like the military guarantee we got weapons

Juss like Martin and Pam I need yo ass to get to stepping
Me and bro in the back gripping on a heavy weapon
Couple shots to his liver I bet it fuck his tummy up
And yo bitch she a Slurper I bet she wanna eat it up
Call my choppa lil Cesar cause you know it’s hot and ready
Pussey niggas be talking I’m bout to send em to the reverend
Give my shooter a bag And tell him send him up to heaven
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