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Rrr, ayy, ayy (Go, go, go) It's me (Go, go, go) Ayy, you gon' get— (Ayy), you gon' get the real me, you know? I—, I'm still smokin' dope, I do all of that shit, you know? (I'm back, I'm back) It's, it's all in my mind, it's all in yo' mind, you know? (I'm back, go, I'm back) You got a problem, you better spin about that, you slum (I'm back, I'm back) Bro do not care about nobody else, that lil' nigga tryna fiend for himself (Bitch, ayy) Walk in the spot, get to lookin' too stealth, niggas know I got the heat in my belt (Rrr) Stress too bad, gotta get more cigs, I'm finna run out today (Today, bitch) Tryna be a dad, I just be with my kids, that's why I been out the way (Ayy) Two-tone .30 stick on my Gen, bro better get out the way (The way) Reverence 2, but I keep on sayin', "Cujo," more than the album name Duck, nigga, if you— Duck, nigga, if you tryna preserve your face (Face) On the pills so these bitches keep goin' insane ('Sane) Get killed if you thinkin' you be with the gang (Gang) New steel in the field, catch a new hat (New hat) You can try and shoot at us, but we gettin' that back Body droppin', lil' niggas keep doing that bad Thottie poppin', she be walking like she in a mag' Walk around with a thirty-two-round mag' Fuck around and got lucky with two freaks They be talkin' 'bout Top like they knew me They be talkin' 'bout Top, I'm like, "Who, me?" Letras de cancionesClarence live at home with both parents and grew up in— Rrr, ayy, ayy I ain't gon' say it (Ayy) You know I'ma come back in (I'ma come back in) You know I could've said it (I could've say that, you know?) You know I could say it (I'ma come back in, ayy) But we gon' come back in here, you know (You know my mindset, bonding out Cujo and shit) I rea—, I wasn't gon' say it (You know I ain't worried about nobody) (You know I feel like talkin' my shit, you know?) Ayy, look, rrr, rrr-rrr (Rrr-rrr-rrr) Fuck around and got lucky with two freaks Clarence wish he had the money to shoot me Clarence wish he had the motion to pass me Too bad Clarence grew up in Goose Creek Stood on some hundreds then I grew up two feet Runnin' to the hunnids, fuck around and grew two feet Vetement jeans and I'm so high, it's lookin' like Vietnamese Rockin' Amiri, you could tell 'cause these bitches ripped jeans Rrr-rrr-rrr-rrr, ayy (Go) I'm T'd up, I'm T'd up, gang (You know, how I'm rockin' Asian) Ayy, you ain't T'd up, nigga (Ayy, free Cujo, ayy, you know, they just freed Chris) Ayy, huh, I'm still that nigga you know, nigga (You know, they just freed Dee, they just freed–, uh) I'm still the common denominator, nigga, you know (Ayy, you know, they say his ass been killed, so I don't know where his ass went) I still pop my shit daily (You know I'm in that bit') But they still ain't catch me, nigga, you know? (Ayy, you know I clap) Bro do not care about nobody else, that lil' nigga tryna fiend for himself (Bitch, ayy) Walk in the spot, get to lookin' too stealth, niggas know I got the heat in my belt (Rrr) Stress too bad, gotta get more cigs, I'm finna run out today (Today, bitch) Tryna be a dad, I just be with my kids, that's why I been out the way (Ayy) Two-tone .30 stick on my Gen, bro better get out the way (The way) Reverence 2, but I keep on sayin', "Cujo," more than the album name Duck, nigga, if you— Duck, nigga, if you tryna preserve your face (Face) On the pills so these bitches keep goin' insane ('Sane) Get killed if you thinkin' you be with the gang (Gang) New steel in the field, catch a new hat (New hat) Ayy, man, hey man Top Kid shit, this gang shit Ayy, man, shout out all my niggas, man Let all the opps know I'm a real gangster, bitch When I come home these niggas finna see, huh, niggas ain't— Y'all need to quit that playin' From Letras Mania