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Uh, pickin' up this TEC, I'm playing kill confirmed Yeah, Smith and Wessons, teachin' lessons, boy you better learn (Whoo!) I can't trust 'em, feel like Usher, boy, I let it burn Yeah, I [?], extended clip, gon' make his stomach turn I know you not ready, you a poser Peep your bitch, known that's me on the poster And all these stacks that I got way more than three on me I had your main chick movin' like a damn zombie Uh, I got no place, what it do? Put your brain on the noose Shootin' till the screws are loose Brand new coup, it's suicide I was hopin' I'd make 'em Toosie Slide If I do it, then I do it right Careful when you out at night (Auh) D-A-N-T-E D-A-N-T-E D-A-N-T-E D-A-N-T-E Me and my brothers, yeah, we on a kill streak I left his body fuckin' bleeding in the street Give me a sign baby, yeah, come and talk to me Wait a minute, don't like talkin', shit it's cheap I got shipments in the yard, it ain't for free Letras de cancionesI got suspended on my Twitter, fuckin' tweaked I got like so many opens that got leaked Boy, you the impostor, it's not me D-A-N-T-E D-A-N-T-E D-A-N-T-E D-A-N-T-E From Letras Mania