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He thought he was safe duckin tryna hide, like pussy nigga got sent right ta fries. When I spin RPT bitch im uppin my .9, like I see red then I shoot through the spine. Like im the face of this shit stop capin I see a opp then I get right ta clappin. Know some niggas we shot then we packed em GRA GRA GRA. Bouta up it so you betta move scream 41 you get hit witcha boo. Give a fuck if that shit make the news, when I bend through my nigga im lettin it boom like. Fuck all em dead members inna splif. Smoke shh now im high as a blimp. Ik some opps hunting out ta get me so you know I gotta keep a grip. Like and I aim for the top. Step through then you bound to get popped. I wanna know who really put in pain fa da gang but some of them niggas is chopped. Crazy talk on the net but you really a bitch my nigga you really gotta to stop. Like I see red cock it back and I flock. If he come round corner back it out pop