Smokin Crack midwxst
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[Chorus]
In the back, know that that bitch smokin' crack (Wait, what?)
I don't even wanna coil, take a nap
And I'm driving down the highway, you know I'm going fast
I'm so tired, at this point, don't even care if I'm on crack
Call up my gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang
Don't think that we is the same-same-same-same sex
Do this for fun, I might go play some games though
And when we dead, yeah, I'll call up my gang, hoe
[Post-Chorus]
I told you to shut up
You didn't wanna fucking listen
I'm hiding in the bushes, shit, it's gonna be seeing [?]
Aim my sights, I'm finna take this shot
I been born, I am not missing
I been posted up with Sleezy, taking out the competition
[Verse]
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
That's the sound of the gunshots they gon' spray down
Everybody always assumin' 'bout my n****, calm down
I been smoking on that gas, pipe the high, won't come down
Took a choppa, fuck a stick, I do not need no 40 clip
I'ma run up on them hands, I beat yo ass, and then I dip
You was smoking on that Mason, n****, I just bought a zip
Shawty really wan' get freaky, note that she movin' her hips
Oh, ohh
In the back, know that that bitch smokin' crack (Wait, what?)
I don't even wanna coil, take a nap
And I'm driving down the highway, you know I'm going fast
I'm so tired, at this point, don't even care if I'm on crack
Call up my gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang
Don't think that we is the same-same-same-same sex
Do this for fun, I might go play some games though
And when we dead, yeah, I'll call up my gang, hoe
[Post-Chorus]
I told you to shut up
You didn't wanna fucking listen
I'm hiding in the bushes, shit, it's gonna be seeing [?]
Aim my sights, I'm finna take this shot
I been born, I am not missing
I been posted up with Sleezy, taking out the competition
[Verse]
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
That's the sound of the gunshots they gon' spray down
Everybody always assumin' 'bout my n****, calm down
I been smoking on that gas, pipe the high, won't come down
Took a choppa, fuck a stick, I do not need no 40 clip
I'ma run up on them hands, I beat yo ass, and then I dip
You was smoking on that Mason, n****, I just bought a zip
Shawty really wan' get freaky, note that she movin' her hips
Oh, ohh
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