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点击复制Why they be on that hoe shit
Hoe shit, hoe shit
Now I be getting money
While they playing
On that hoe shit
My K be going dummy
Why they playing
With that foe shit
Oh shit, oh shit
I empty out the whole clip
Oh shit, oh shit
Osama with that lama
Don't you hit me
With that hoe shit
Hoe shit, hoe shit
Now I be getting money
While they playing
On that hoe shit
My K be going dummy
I empty out the whole clip
Whole clip
Yeah, they acting like they blood
But they really fake as fuck
They don't wanna run up
They don't wanna run up
I be cutting for my thugs
I be cutting for my sluts
I keep digging in they gutta
If they show me that they fake
If they show me that they snakes
I'ma have to go away
I'ma have to go away
I'm allergic to that hoe shit
Allergic to that hoe shit
Just me and four-fifth
Me and my four-fifth
Texas boy, I hold shit
My eyes getting low quick
'Cause you know that my flow sick
When I show love
I show love, ain't no actor
Why you acting, homie?
Guess it's just another chapter
I'm coming from the bottom
From the depths of the chapel
Why they be on that hoe shit
Hoe shit, hoe shit
Now I be getting money
While they playing on that hoe shit
My K be going dummy
Why they playing with that foe shit
Oh shit, oh shit
I empty out the whole clip
Oh shit, oh shit
Osama with that lama
Don't you hit me
T
Now I be getting money
While they playing
On that hoe shit
My K be going dummy
I empty out the whole clip
Whole clip
They be on some hoe shit
Don't you cross, I bust quick
Tryin' to be my friend
But phony think
I didn't notice it
Holy shit, not trying
To be religious
They on a phony trip
Fuckin' shit
Don't you even flip
'Cause I pack hollow tips
Ain't some shit
HYPEDUP ENT
'Til the day they bury me
I be smoking hella **
Lungs be full of indo leaf
Gotta keep my mind motivated
'Cause these streets
Don't protect a G
Gotta hustle how I can
'Cause I got mouths to feed
They say they real
But they just fake
Just like their jewelry
If they got some type of issue
Just come by and speak to me
Never run and hide
Never been that type of guy
If you wanna disrespect me
You got your balls, give it a try
Why they be on that hoe shit
Hoe shit, hoe shit
Now I be getting money
While they playing on that hoe shit
My K be going dummy
Why they playing
With that foe shit
Oh shit, oh shit
I empty out the whole clip
Oh shit, oh shit
Osama with that lama
Don't you hit me
With that hoe shit
Hoe shit, hoe shit
Now I be getting money
While they playing
On that hoe shit
My K be going dummy
I empty out the whole clip
Whole clip
Militia gon' tell you
The truth inside
Or outside the booth
Hard hitta, young Ruth
Magazines on extendo
Conoces de donde yo vengo
Hyped up 'til I go
Jhype, that's my bro
Sangre por sangre
Come for my fam
Then I'm kicking your door
Usually keep it on hush
But thought I should let you know
Armalite barrel on glow
Me and my gente on go
Ten toes, you should know
I'm gone higher than canopy
I'm in the back like a seat
Big ole 223
Last thing that he heard
Was Texas is still where I'm at
Back in the day
I was trapped
Twenty-three-one
I could sit here and lie
But that shit was trash
Laugh, think about past like damn
All gas, no brakes
All love, no Drake
Know that I'm baked
But I'm rolling some more
Or I could be higher than you
Show me your fire, it's oooohh
Oh shit, oh shit
What's the commotion?
Motion, y'all want smoke
Then I'm smoking
Y'all got **, then we rollin'
Wanna roll up, then we bustin'
Yeah, right, we thuggin'
Wanna roll up, then we bustin'
Yeah, right, we thuggin'
Oh shit, oh shit
What's the commotion?
Motion, y'all want smoke
Then I'm smoking
Y'all got **, then we rollin'
Wanna roll up, then we bustin'
Yeah, right, we thuggin'
Wanna roll up, then we bustin'
Yeah, right, we thuggin'
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