Pow Right In The Kisser Drakeo the Ruler (Ft. Ketchy the Great, Money Monk, Ralfy the Plug & Remble)

[Intro]
(Thank you, Fizzle)

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
He ran up on the chop, he's a boxer
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This a stick, this a drum, I'll drop somethin', nigga
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I'ma shoot the K until the cops come
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We did him like that 'cause he's a spot burner
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Pull up with the stick with the drum, who wan' run with me?
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Stupid shells dumping out the chop, it's a hundiddy
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I'ma pull it out the Louis bag, don't come for me
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I just stomped a nigga in some Christian Louboutins
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I just shot a nigga granny house, don't care who in there
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I can't trust the niggas that I hang with, they be shooting kids
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[Verse 2: Ketchy The Great & Drakeo the Ruler]
I'll smoke a nigga like a Swisher or a pack of cigs (You dig?)
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I'll pull on with a chop on the opps and split a wig (For real)
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I broke his bitch, he poppin' it, now I'm poppin' on Fig
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We didn't drive-by, we walked him down, put him in a ditch
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I got this FN'll cross a nigga, treat him like a Christian (Like a Christian)
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In my Christian Louboutins runnin', chasin' me a victim
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The 7.62s flippin'll put him in a blender
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A bartender, I give him shots, now he look drunk like he on liquor (He look like he leanin', be sippin' on)
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