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Ayy, free Tay Tay, man Free my dog Yeah (Free my dog) They got my nigga on twenty three and one We gon' get my nigga out, man They can't post up there with y'all niggas Ayy I got that heat in the kitchen My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons Hit a nigga line for a bowl or a chicken How you want a meal but a nigga can't work Had some hard times got a pot and made work Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt Whack a nigga for a feat Hunnids or fifties don't matter to me Still got my OG mac under the sheets Free the round drum fuck a nigga extension You say you a shooter show me how you livin Say I act fake, I'm just mindin my business I'm in the all-white, my mind up on killing Smokin' this gas, I'ma pass out Callin' me broke, got cash now Letras de cancionesWhole new drip, I'm in my bag now We don't rock from the plug, hit the stash house Laws get behind me, I'ma smash out We ain't waitin for twelve, do the dash now Hope my lil' crotha don't crash now Yuh, ayy Ayy, hope my lil' crotha don't crash now I got that heat in the kitchen My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons Hit a nigga line for a bowl or a chicken How you want a meal but a nigga can't work Had some hard times got a pot and made work Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt I got that heat in the kitchen My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons Hit a nigga line for a bowl or a chicken How you want a meal but a nigga can't work Had some hard times got a pot and made work Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt All of the money keep me in the streets Geeked of an X, I ain't slappin no weak Added too sour, my bitches ain't sweet That pussy be good, it taste just like a peach Pass for the hood, just watch how I preach Serving these pack in the hood like Meek When I get a mil', I'ma fuck her on the beach Yeah, I'ma fuck her on the beach, goddamn I got that heat in the kitchen My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons Hit a nigga line for a bowl or a chicken How you want a meal but a nigga can't work Had some hard times got a pot and made work Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt B.O.S nigga put his brains on his shirt Yo, free Tay Tay, man Free Tay Tay, man, fuck the opps (Free Tay Tay, man) You know what I'm saying Gang shit Gang You know what I'm saying, gang From Letras Mania