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(Fuck the fire, we got grease) Phew, huh Heroes gon' prevail (Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby) Villains might win the battle, they ain't gon' win the war, though, you know? Jugg in piece, $cams Long live the PA prince You know? Granny said I need to slow down, but I can't take a break Even being off a lil' bit can be a great mistake (Phew) Back of my mind talking to me like, "Get up and make a play" On the breakaway, no, I ain't layin' up, gon' take the tray You ain't make the plates, nor you ain't say the grace You can't eat with us, they ain't believe in us Now they locked out the door and see we got the keys with us You ain't bleed with us, you ain't dream with us Hundred .308s same night, you try and beef with us Mixin' 'shrooms with the juice, finna time travel I'm on TV now, I came from five channels Might got some scars, never back down from life's battles 201s fire than a bitch, could probably light candles Fuck school, you a prime example Went to college still broke, I guess life's a gamble Shit, it couldn't be me Dog lame as hell, I heard his jeweler cookin' CSs Letras de cancionesShit, that couldn't be me, naw The shit that knock you down probably tickle to me Lieutenant, if I make the call, I bet they get it to me If I place him in a grave, bro gon' dig 'em for me When you up, they call, I was down and they ain't pick up for me Shit, all I heard was cricket Yeah, I know how nothin' feel, but I was still workin' with it Unky overdid the recipe and almost burned the kitchen No face, no case, but we had to murk the witness It ain't no point in slowin' down now Heard we down six points, time to throw it down now Blowin' loud, thank God that the booth soundproof Shit, I had squat-diddly, now I'm whippin' out blues If your name ain't Pape, bitch, I won't trip about you Full-court press season, we ain't givin' out room Man, I hear his time tickin', doggy finished, shit, boom Set the play up at eleven, tryna get it by noon (Phew) He gon' always run his mouth, never up a check What brodie got up in the trunk cost a bust Patek Diamonds dancin' hard as fuck, I think I seen him bust a sweat If you seein' young Tron, you know he thugged in MEKs I'm talkin' 'bout way before I ever touched a TEC Have you seen what I did? Don't get enough respect But it's good, on God, I ain't done just yet ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia Long live $cam Ayy, hey From Letras Mania