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点击复制Nigga's say they want that beef
Agoff came in, strapped up
Lame niggers back up
Bullets your back up
Better call for backup
Act tough
BZ got my back bruh
Came in
Nigga like a navy seal
Keep it real
Niggers I'm up in that field
Like a ***** army man
Guns came from Pakistan
We came from Pakistan
Giving niggers bag hands
Treat nigga's like ***
We all sitting up twenty inches
And I **** on twenty eight
Life is great
And it may
Eat the cake
Nigger I
Take you niggers any day
Never gave a **
Cause my cake up
Wake up
Bake up
Nigger I ain't
With that ***** hating stuff
**** that
Positive
But I'm a lip
Twenty's whip
Got my money on my mind
I'm out of here
So fly
Need some ***** land to give
Understand
Agoff Is the ***** man in here
Never gave a **** about the next man
Nigger I'm the best man
Agoff I'm the hit man
Leaning on that
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See I
Got a sign A
Get my money all day
Whip my n**r TAZ
Ain't no mother***** freak
Rhymes for two time felon
That's may selling
** on the street
Still hustle just to eat
**** with me you defeat
Never see me on the floor
I get hit some niggers get murdered
Get some murder more
It's that real **
Killer **
Catch you up I'm real as **
Pull you ***** eyes
Out your face
You be feeling **
I don't give a **
Smoke some drone
Passed that row
******* want to **** some more
She off that blow
She's a hoe
She going to **** me at the party
With the
T some records in the club
And we not up here to fight
Just **** a *****
Swag out
Niggers out here mad about
Us balling out you just a fag out, a fag out
Pull you flag out
Bet it's pink
Have a drink
***** ass nigger
Can't get ***
Cause his ***** breath stink
He's on where these hoes at
Nigger where the drones at
You ain't fresh *****
Where your fly fresh clothes at?
You, looking broke rat
Looking like a broke *****
We going to smoke some **** nigger
We don't roll up rich
Brand new
Feeling **
Brand new
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Brand new
Killer tick
Brand new
Illicit
Vintage, vintage, vintage, vintage, new vintage
Hoe that new vintage
New vintage hoe
Brand new
Ocean gang
Millionaire
Ben D
Fen D
Gucci
******* want to **** me
**** me
Screw me
* on my card
Yeah she going to sniff it up
**** on his **** girl
Yeah going to get it up
Squirt you
Work you
But I never hurt you
Yeah it's a clipping blood
Blood, cuts and raw moves
Yeah young Jesus
Niggers know where's ether
Add that X on the front
***** it's Tisa
Yeah slide you Visa
Yeah I'm like ether
Yeah I'm in the clouds yeah uh
But you see the cloud and the foreman
Sun of George Foreman
Good a grill good a meal
Yeah we be swarming
Yeah I'm that guy too
Yeah call me Tele View
Till your ***** went
She come in
To my view
Yeah it's the teeth that click
SODMG *****
Meet Soulja Boy
We be getting to know
Soulja, Soulja, Tisa, tat a
I'm his beat
I'm a slap her
Yeah, I do this **
Tisa Gang
Ocean Gang
What the **** you want to do?
***** sniffing that *
Yeah goddamn I swag got a space
Man you're a ***** disgrace
Came in first place
Young Dre MCM briefcase
I got hit
Money in my pocket
Gold in my wallet
Treat you like a stocking
Hang you on that ***** wall
Death is what pick up a drone
So I won't pick up her calls
Every day I ***** ball
And I'm knocking pictures
Of your ***** wall
Young Soulja Boy
Met my swag
It's fantastic
**** your body
Dump your body
Of in Lake
I'm live boy
It's nothing
I'm riding on a lama
All day stitching clear with the drum bro
They don't want their drama
Main they ride around with tats on them
Tisa Gang, Ocean Gang
We'll swarm them
I don't want to harm them
But I knock his head of his shoulder bro
Nigger catch an uppercut
Nigger catch a peak shot
Riding around my hood
Yeah you think it's the east coast
******* with the west coast
Hit his man girl with the best throw
Goddamn this Tisa gang splashing
Ocean Gang
Came out the water ready for the action
Nigger talk that **
I'm still going to get it in
This is like a homicide
I'm about my dividends
Twenty two twelve
We ain't taking **
Bro we taking it
Everywhere we hit the block
All that ***** cash we spent
***** is staring
Ocean Gang, Tisa Gang
All up in Paris
Goddamn don't give me that
***** I'm Karl Lager Field
Swaging with that fifty clip
Talking on that ***** ship
Punch you in your ***** lip
Oh god
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