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you dont want it
- YOU DONT WANT IT
- MY NAMES AK
- ima op wackin, pussy gettin ,stay clappin ,steady trappin ,money stackin ,
- never lackin ,always packin ,bitch mackin ,cocky latin ,
- dont get mad cause ya doing bad
- ya just babling, feeling catchin, while ya bitch.. suckin dick.. and she gaggin
- why ya hatin? is it cause my money multipying?
- homies dying, body count continue rising, while i stay on my side stylin
- when it comes to money im einstien
- money never leave my mind
- to these hoes im never kind, cause they stay lying, for a nick or dime
- bitch im not buying, stop trying
- you a bird better suck some dick or stat flying
- fell some typa way im just here laughin ,never stressin
- police arresting ,im just resting, till a fuck boy start testing
- i aint wrestlin, run up on him with the mack he gon feel it like a asprin
- i know its tempting ,to try to take mines, but you must be blind
- see all the killers im surround by? ,
- if i see a sign, i aint gon wait till you cross the line
- leave ya brain blood on the floor lookin like someone spilled a bottleof hienz
- all blacked up and we masked up ,we got guns ,say ya got toys ,
- those is just lies ,leave ya paralzyed ,leave ya brain in soil ,now its fertilized
- cause you criticize ,with the 40 ,ill slay you ,ill spray you
- leave ya whole block steralized
- shots hit you aint no defribilator gon revive
- leave ya soul.. a couple miles ,uptown speedin straight to the sky
- yea we demons, nufin gon stop us from feedin
- while ya fuck boys is sleepingg ,in the cuts we be creepinn,
- catch a op givehim a beating ,leave him bleeding, leave him leaking
- after that aint no healing ,run up in ya crib like housekeeping
- run up in ya room ,with the vacuum ,then we gon do some cleaning
- now ya wanna stop competiting ,i dont give a fuck ,what you pleading,
- how you feelin ,till we strike oil and get rich ,we aint gon stop, drillin
- instead you fuck boys is what we hittin.
- no champagne ,i like pain ,henny is what im sippin
- i must admit
- i hate a bitch that babysit
- i like it when she keep downin shit
- she want this dick ,n she gon unzip
- she gon ride the ship
- chill bitch im gettin sea sick
- her pussy wet just like a squid
- my typa bitch, i like it
- i know its hot like a fever ,but ill still give you a ceaser
- im chill just like a freezer ,i just sit back and smoke reefer
- all day.... till i gotta go grim reaper, you outta time on the meter
- with the repeater, ima run up on you like a episode of cheaters
- ya just some glee, wannabees ,i know alot of niggas must agree
- just dont fuck with me ,ill leave you dead and i guarentee
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