Attention Jdot Breezy
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[Intro]
(MIA JAY C)
Gang
(I hear you JAY C)
Gang
[Verse 1]
What the fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout like they don't know I play for keeps
Pull up on him 'cause he fat mouthing and put his ass to sleep
I got love for my guys so I'll get yo' ass for free
Getback gang, just know I'm comin' with some niggas that's elite
I'm tryna chase a nigga ass and fuck him over in the street
Run down gang be too official tryna watch his soul leave
Third eye, I see his soul now let's see his soul bleed
Faster than a motherfucker, lil' bro had cold feet
All that dissing on the net, it's okay we gon' meet
We might come and start some shit but we might come to yo' street
Two cars, six shooters, jumpin' out with six heats
Tryna stain a nigga ass and put that lil' boy six feet
Hangin' with some big Bs, slidin' down Moncrief
Smokin' dope, I'm ridin', lurkin' with my Draco on the seat
Ralo [?] until I die, 'bout my bro you know it's beef
If you ain't rockin' then it's fuck you and I put that on me (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Stomp a nigga out in these muhfucking Fazos
I'm riding with my chop, you know my favorite gun a Draco
Pull up on his ass and see him burn, you know I love that K hole
Ralo told me "Get 'em, Dot" No lettin' up, go get that bankroll
Stomp a nigga out in these muhfucking Fazos
I'm riding with my chop, you know my favorite gun a Draco
Pull up on his ass and see him burn, you know I love that K hole
Ralo told me "Get 'em, Dot" No lettin' up, go get that bankroll
(MIA JAY C)
Gang
(I hear you JAY C)
Gang
[Verse 1]
What the fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout like they don't know I play for keeps
Pull up on him 'cause he fat mouthing and put his ass to sleep
I got love for my guys so I'll get yo' ass for free
Getback gang, just know I'm comin' with some niggas that's elite
I'm tryna chase a nigga ass and fuck him over in the street
Run down gang be too official tryna watch his soul leave
Third eye, I see his soul now let's see his soul bleed
Faster than a motherfucker, lil' bro had cold feet
All that dissing on the net, it's okay we gon' meet
We might come and start some shit but we might come to yo' street
Two cars, six shooters, jumpin' out with six heats
Tryna stain a nigga ass and put that lil' boy six feet
Hangin' with some big Bs, slidin' down Moncrief
Smokin' dope, I'm ridin', lurkin' with my Draco on the seat
Ralo [?] until I die, 'bout my bro you know it's beef
If you ain't rockin' then it's fuck you and I put that on me (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Stomp a nigga out in these muhfucking Fazos
I'm riding with my chop, you know my favorite gun a Draco
Pull up on his ass and see him burn, you know I love that K hole
Ralo told me "Get 'em, Dot" No lettin' up, go get that bankroll
Stomp a nigga out in these muhfucking Fazos
I'm riding with my chop, you know my favorite gun a Draco
Pull up on his ass and see him burn, you know I love that K hole
Ralo told me "Get 'em, Dot" No lettin' up, go get that bankroll
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