10 of Yours Trav (Ft. Meek Mill)

[Chorus: Trav]
Touch one of mine I take 10 of yours
My money long we go to war
You don't really want them killers on you
You don't really want them killers on you

[Verse 1: Trav]
So many nightmares that they trying to kill me
Hundred round drum better not come near me
Kill we kill, niggas got to feel me
You take one of mine I'mma kill your family
Got a hundred rounds I'mma let it blow
Shooters fill 'em up that's a holy ghost
Niggas say they want it they don't want no smoke
I'm front line I'mma let it blow
If I said he got to go then that nigga got to go
Creep 'em like Jason
Face mask glove on put pain in
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All my niggas got bodies no statements
Body on his way home got eight in
All my niggas make it hot like cajun
Fish eye put your brains on the pavement
Do you niggas even know who you playing with
Muhfucker