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1040 Two blickies, it's a showdown, I'm on the block, it go down Eyes pop 'em, we gon' show out Two blickies, it's a showdown, I'm on the block, it go down Eyes pop 'em, we gon' show out I'm on the block with a blicky It get hot, it get greazy If eyes pop 'em, it get wicked Got this Glock and it hold fifty Tryna take his soul out his body Catch him, it's another hommy Hit his chest, it hit his lining Hit his chest, it hit his lining You know you got a opp, go crazy in this bitch If you know you got a opp, nigga, go crazy in this bitch I'ma stand up got, with a whole lot of guns And a whole lot of money, go to war with them funds You spot your opp, go get him You spot your opp, go get him Ain't got your blicky, hit him Ain't got your blicky, hit him Knock off his top, gon' split him Knock off his top, gon' split him Y'all hangin' out, you wit' him Letras de cancionesY'all hangin' out, you wit' him That simp hang out the window Two blickies, it's a showdown, I'm on the block, it go down Eyes pop 'em, we gon' show out Two blickies, it's a showdown, I'm on the block, it go down Eyes pop 'em, we gon' show out Two blickies, it's a showdown, I'm on the block, it go down Eyеs pop 'em, we gon' show out Two blickies, it's a showdown, I'm on thе block, it go down Eyes pop 'em, we gon' show out From Letras Mania