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You can't fault a nigga for being himself, you knew he was a bitch They 'gon take him out so you can't give a nigg a single inch I'm at the range shootin' at 308 in Dior leopard print In my hood, them niggas protect my life like I'm the president Walk inside my spot, if we don't know you, we gon' pat you down I can't wife no freak, she for the streets, she just a pass around I Told her let that M4 rip, cause I like the way it sounds The day my daughter turned 11, I showed her how to weigh a pound Passin' out these blicks, we finna spin, who tryna slide tonight Call my lil bitch up, she from Stone Mountain, who tryna vibe tonight Take that cheesy jewelry up your neck that shit ain't shining right The jeweler told me that [?] that shit [?] tonight If we come together, then we leave together that's just law Got PTSD from these streets from all the murder I done saw Gotta protect my life, I'm going broke, I'm buyin' ammunition Since everybody snitchin' I prefer to go on solo missions Red eye in my socket, that shit match the laser on my thigh Finna take the rap game over this year, it's pressure being applied 100 loads in bubbles, I make sure the city get supplied He tried to take my chain, we left him stinkin' I can't believe he tried You can't fault a nigga for being himself, you knew he was a bitch They 'gon take him out so you can't give a nigg a single inch I'm at the range shootin' at 308 in Dior leopard print In my hood, them niggas protect my life like I'm the president Walk inside my spot, if we don't know you, we gon' pat you down I can't wife no freak, she for the streets, she just a pass around I Told her let that M4 rip, cause I like the way it sounds The day my daughter turned 11, I showed her how to weigh a pound From Letras Mania