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Long live Fred, nigga, Chuckyy one in the head, nigga I ain't never been in that bitch, so we ain't doin' that ever Walk up on a nigga broad day, brrah Told you niggas time's tickin' First day I jumped off the porch Had to bump my gun, that shit wasn't nothin' (rrah, rrah) You niggas be speakin' on this and that and don't know shit about nothin' It'll go down in public Me, Milly D, D Savage in Bali We ridin' in 'Lacs, AMGs and Hummers (you know that) Any bitch in the world and I can point 'em out You can point 'em out, guarantee I fucked 'em You can hit a block, I'll hit a block Let me out on the corner, I'm scorin' a bucket (come here, come here) That's what I told my bro'nem Who the fuck is dude? Get on him, hurry, I crush him (c'mere) How we bail out the V, stand over and fill him with rounds Shit lookin' disgustin', gang Switch gang, bail out the whip, Chuckyy lovin' the switch We ain't doin' no tusslin', uh Every high-speed, we dust 'em Chuckyy get off, that ain't no discussion How did you think I was gonna be nothin'? Look at me now, I done run up a hundred Let off that fire, his adrenaline rushin' Drac' hold a hundred, just keep on dumpin' Chase shit down, boy, why is you runnin'? Big .40 took a chunk out his stomach I'ma get rich one day My pockets already on overlay, Amiri jeans bustin' We hit the block from like both ways 22 on the AP, niggas know I ain't duckin' My mama sayin' it's too bad in the streets She don't even know I'm the one causin' the ruckus Spinnin' they shit 'til we catch one, bounce out Wettin' shit up boy, we smackin' the buckets Gay-ass niggas, man, you know that, gang shit
Writer(s): Johnny Duncan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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