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Rodney White Jr
Rodney White Jr
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Tarron Scott
Tarron Scott
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Blrrrd, blrrrd, big blrrrd Blrrrd, blrrrd (yo, Kadi), blrrrd It get dangerous in my hood, you can't come post up in the trenches (can't come here) It's so safe up on yo' block 'cause you into it with nothin' but bitches Nigga, all of y'all opps some pussy (they hos) mine dead, or they got stitches (stitches) First, they was scared to tote them fully (they scared), we put the city on switches (blrrrd-blrrrd-blrrrd) We made the world say, "Blrrrd" (blrrrd), at least we showed 'em what it mean I been told 'em you can't say that word you ain't shot no sticks with me (can't say it) Nothin' but gangsta's on my side (no, not one), it ain't not one bitch around me (around me) I'm the one made the hood famous (I did) from Kingsgate back to Bent Tree I ain't him, nigga, I'm me (I'm me), in my city, boy, I'm a God (a God) Real stand-up guy gon' kill, so I'm exposin' all the frauds (the frauds) Every troller I know dead (pussy dead), plus I'm smokin' on him hard (hard) So you know ju' what I'm smokin' on, he buried in that yard (that boy) Boy, they buried in that cemetery (that boy), buried in that grave (they gone) Every shot I send, it hits somethin', I don't know shit 'bout no graze (no) We ain't grazin' shit (graze), we hit niggas in they shit (what?) Head tap, headshot king (head tap), bitch, I'm known for givin' out head wraps (head wraps) DOA, he bled out, it's time to pass that bread out (bread out) No sense in no hospital, send his ass to the dead house (the dead house) Send his ass to the mortician, his ass dead now (he dead now) I'm Crippin' 'til the day I die, but all I see is red now (red now) Blood in my eye, that boy was scared, his ass done moved away (moved away) You can't get up in this car if you ain't never used a Drac' (used a Drac') Even though this shit real life, we done him the movie way (the movie way) All face shot, down to his feet, to his chest, back to his face (ah) I say what I wanna, these niggas say what they should say (they should say) Choppa Gang for life (choppa), new Death Row, we do shit the Suge way (the Suge way) Now let me switch it up, black truck, black road, all black Drac' (all black) Heard he got hit up, back shot (back shot), chest shot, all in the face (all in the face) No bystander, all in the way (all in the way), got close, made him fall with the K (fall with the K) Forensics say they found 762's in his draws by his waist (in his draws) I was outta town, by the way, stuffin' dick in his old lady (in his broad) She found out he was dead while we was fuckin', I ran the ho crazy (I ran the ho crazy) Haha, big blrrrd (blrrrd) Free Shiest' Blrrrd, blrrrd (Yo, Kadi)
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