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This that St. Louis shit Bitch, I know you mad Bitch, I know you mad Come and say that to my face (Yeah) Come and say that to my face (Skrrt) I'm from the city of greats (Yeah) We shooters that pop everyday Look, you don't know nothing 'bout me, if you wanna learn home, please [??] where I stay St. Louis like Nelly, eyy Look what you wearing, a nine a k If they [??], we mobbing and running commas up 'till [??] overflowing my pockets I'm the plug, I'm the [??] dawg so you can get it for the low Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold You a header dawg, you should really check your clothes for bullet holes, I suppose, Lambos with butterfly doors, suggest you move over like transpose You know I'm the problem with Tech on the last song like I know they hate it when I brought it back You talking shit that you don't know about I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus I can feel the devil on me I just reloaded Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, reloaded Letras de canciones They see me with women, that's glamorous People think I'm polyamorous When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks Muffed the milli , mind you manner, miss Blood I get to blast in that blammer bitch Action always acompanies an anarchist Suckers slip up and stammer shit But I like living life lonely and lantern lit, motherfucker I'm the Tech, I'm buying the jet Lot of people are freaking out, maybe flying the vet I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex Buying , dying or vet, wanna put the nine in your neck They really wanna deepthroat it 'Cause everything he quoted Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it Incredible fucking piece of [??] bees voted The T's roguish and sees solace when reloaded I know they hate it when I brought it back You talking shit that you don't know about I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus I can feel the devil on me I just reloaded Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, reloaded Niggas want me to go away Pray to god I get 86'd Unaware who they fucking wit From the looks of those baby dicks, life's a bitch and her head game make most lames come real quick Cash rules everything around me Now you know what to pay me wit Wait, I don't know what could be matter wit them They want me to battle with them It's all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I'm clapping wit 'im Nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him And now I'm attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern And that'll get 'em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest that ever heard with the bla bla What the fuck y'all think, yeah my shit don't stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca I know they hate it when I brought it back You talking shit that you don't know about I cannot lose focus, they tryna play my focus I can feel the devil on me I just reloaded Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier Reloaded, reloaded From Letras Mania