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They escape Red dot, green dot, red dot red dot, green dot Red dot (Red dot), Green dot (Green dot) You get some lames, You know we not I'm still in with my gang You talking crazy, Gotta clean shot We rocking Bust-down Pateks, You over there rocking G-Shock Pull up with yo man who right in my ride Talking down on my gang you gonna die They said they went up they was all on my live Only up from here we flying high like a kite Doom-doom dead shot fye-fye three shots You leave we not how much my led got It only take me three shots to leave him paralyzed I’vе only warned you three times so pleasе don’t act surprise She wanted a lil Prada bag I put a hundit round drum on it Hop up in that fucking Tesla spaceship having fun on it And I swear to god if he try me I’m upping heat like the fucking sun on us It’s a party at the BNB And a problem we all jump on him Me and dev hitting licks straight out the red eye That boy make a problem then he a dead guy Letras de cancionesYeah lil dev got the fucking slick on him like a Jedi Better watch out for you get hit with this red dot Red dot (Red dot), green dot (Green dot) You get some lames you know we not I’m still here with my gang You talking crazy we got a clean shot We rocking Bust-down Pateks, You over there rocking g shock Red dot (Red dot), green dot (Green dot) You get some lames you know we not I’m still here with my gang You talking crazy we got a clean shot We rocking Bust-down Pateks, You over there rocking g shock From Letras Mania