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Ayo, Ran, turn that up I had to chill out with livin' illegal High life, Top Kid hang out the regal I'm back in the city who lookin' for me? Boy, I ride with a heatseeker I send my shooter right out to your end Drank got me slow motion My shooter came from the low end If all my dead guys was here, I wouldn't even go through the whole shit We in the Mase', Top Kid party I'm in the SRT, she wanna top me Let's take it fast like Bugatti, yeah He in the scope, I got him, he done Okay, we in Maserati, yeah Facin' somе years, I ain't postin' a gun I can't even tеll these niggas, I know what they on They say it's money on my head Try to take me from ELA, you dumb I'm gettin' face, I be pourin' straight in the Minute Maid We know his pills fake, that's why that boy gettin' kidney pain And I be gettin' cake and I'm gettin' paid it ain't nun, man I had to chill out with livin' illegal High life, Top Kid hang out the regal Letras de cancionesI'm back in the city who lookin' for me? Boy, I ride with a heatseeker I send my shooter right out to your end Drank got me slow motion My shooter came from the low end If all my dead guys was here, I wouldn't even go through the whole shit I had to chill out with livin' illegal High life, Top Kid hang out the regal I'm back in the city who lookin' for me? Boy, I ride with a heatseeker I send my shooter right out to your end Drank got me slow motion My shooter came from the low end If all my dead guys was here From Letras Mania