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Turk:
Niggas steady getting chopped
Losin they life behind stupid shit
Ain`t that a bitch
Niggas, gettin` they wig split
And it`s a shame
Killin` has became a fame
I cannot see my brains layin
On the ground
I keep my 9 on my waistline
Chop `em down
Picks up the shells could leave no evidence around
and, it`s t-shirt land
when niggas ain`t playin`
Got a chrome glock got it cocked
Red dot on yo` knot
As I pop
Nonstop
Till you drop
Pronounced dead
On the spot
It`s a tragedy when I spin` yo fuckin` block
A nigga, from BlackConnect
Will leave ya wet
Fa` sho yo` face is on the next
If ya disrespect
I ain`t fakin` it, yo` life I`m takin` it
Hollow points bullets racin` it
Niggas ain`t makin` it
When I bust
Tell it to any nigga chopper bullets you can`t trust
If you bust, when I spray
Head for shelter
10% is gonna help ya, 90 is gonna fail ya
A lot of punk niggas try to play hard
Put yo` face on a fresh tee sendin` that ass to the morgue
Better be cool if you don`t, that`s all on you.
Bullet Proof:
16 worth a mill my whole clique push dope
Transportin` ki`s in the all black Camero
50 G`s on the seat, layin` next to my heat
I`m a Hot Boy to the police
And I`m a thug on the street
Yeah I score from Slim and B
10 a ki, real OG`s, 36 oz`s formed the halves
Goin` for 2 G`s
UPT connect, bout stackin`, leave ya wet
Niggas who disrespect, my chopper put in check
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