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(Go) Oh yea I'm finna make a banger with this one Go, go, go, go Still cappin' in this bitch with Danny, on bro Bitch, I need a check (A check) I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck) Bitch, give me respect (Respect) Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt) I ride for the set If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred) I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet' Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left I remember whеn a nigga wasn't having it, I had a blicky right under my mattress (My mattress ) Uncy taught mе how to shoot, I was clappin' it, fuck around and put a opp in a basket nigga (Boom) Talkin' tough, you ain't a savage, nigga (You ain't a savage, nigga) In my hood I'm established, nigga You say that yo' niggas be shootin' shit up, my opinion is you need some practice, nigga (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Four door with a Drac' and a passenger, we finna sweep up yo' block like the janitor (Skrrt) Don't try to get out yo' character, I seen them niggas beat you on camera (Pussy) Pop me a perc', I got stamina (Stamina) Pickin' her up then I'm slammin' her (I'm slammin' her) I remember I ain't have nothing left in my pocket, I threw twenty grams at her Bitch, I need a check (A check) Letras de cancionesI gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck) Bitch, give me respect (Respect) Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt) I ride for the set If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred) I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet' Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left Bitch I need a check (A check) I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck) Bitch, give me respect (Respect) Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt) I ride for the set If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred) I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet' Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left I need a thick bitch (Thick bitch), one who'll pass me the stick quick Dumping it all and we bail out (Baow) Bro, got a switch, bet he hit shit It's a KRISS Vec' on his pistol, it knock him the hell out (Grra) Harder to trust, lot of niggas be sell outs (Uh) I gotta head out Love when the money be calling my phone, I'ma run to the bag Til a nigga go check out, uh Hellcat right off the lot and I'm scratching (Vroom) She fell in love with my fashion Lil' bro send me a plan, I'm blastin' (I'm blastin') Freak bitch giving top in a mansion Ten racks, give her a stack and she active (She active) She gon' hit the road when I ask it Fifth-third gimme a chase and its crackin' What can I say, boy? The money my passion (Its crackin') Bitch I need a check (A check) I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck) Bitch, give me respect (Respect) Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt) I ride for the set If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred) I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet' Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left Bitch I need a check (A check) I gotta stack in my pocket, he reach, then I shoot for his neck (His neck) Bitch, give me respect (Respect) Foenem be tweakin' on X and them strikers, we gon' make a mess (Skrrt, skrrt) I ride for the set If you my brother, I got you a hundred, it ain't nothing less (A hundred) I was a jit, sell a brick of the Fet' Gotta get it all off 'til it ain't nothing left From Letras Mania