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(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?) (Louie Montana) This Lil Top, nigga Yeah, yeah Bitch, I'm with that shit, I make you all get to steppin' Bitch, you play with us, I bet the laws ain't gon' help ya Bitch, you know we stepped, y'all better all play it careful Bitch, you play with us, I bet yo' mama have to bury ya And I could put that on Ten, we be steppin' on shit Yeah, gang just sprayed another whip Went and bought another stick I'm like, "Hold on," bitch we get down, no you can't rep off this Yeah, tell 'em find another trick, this as gangster as it get Play round' know it's gon' go down I'm with some niggas hold they 3s up, and they hold they 4 down I'm with some youngin's throw them Bs up They'll shoot the store down Shorty shoot that cutter and can't hold on Bitch you better get down, or get your top blown Poppin' plenty, spin for Beany, check my pendant, yeah-yeah Kick my pimpin', sip I'm sippin', probably with your mammy Ratchet-ass nigga bootin' up, 'cause he know he can Slimes wit 'em and they tooled up, you ain't gon' fuck with that You locked in jail, can't get no mat, I know they hoes, these niggas cap This murder gang, you know I'm that IG model, they get trained and I'ma fuck her from the back Pocket full of funnel cakes What that is? That's plenty stacks Smell gun smoke, that's plenty gats Bitch, I'm with that shit, I make you all get to steppin' Bitch, you play with us, I bet the laws ain't gon' help ya Bitch, you know we stepped, y'all better all play it careful Bitch, you play with us, I bet yo' mama have to bury ya And I could put that on Ten, we be steppin' on shit Yeah, gang just sprayed another whip Went and bought another stick I'm like, "Hold on," bitch we get down, no you can't rep off this Yeah, tell 'em find another trick, this as gangster as it get Voices in my brain, can't seem to cope with all this pain, huh Some shit ain't gon' change, I hold it down 'cause I'm a man I shoot that stick at you, ya bitch I won't forget who said my name They on my dick, just tell 'em don't forget to mention Murda Mane Hold on, bro'nem slidin', once they spot 'em, up and fire, dirt the bitch Stop yellin' tryna make security come inside, ya dirty bitch Make a grown mane sit, crash, somebody get it I get ignorant on this silly shit, tryna make some millions I've been down for too long, don't nobody get it (get it) I don't got nobody, be fuckin' lonely Not trustin' none of these bitches (not trustin' none of these bitches) I say, "Kamikaze," now come and get me Bitch this how I'm livin' (bitch this how I'm livin') Nigga tryin' somethin' at my door, and ain't successful Bitch I'm wishin', (wishin') I say- Bitch, I'm with that shit, I make you all get to steppin' Bitch, you play with us, I bet the laws ain't gon' help ya Bitch, you know we stepped, y'all better all play it careful Bitch, you play with us, I bet yo' mama have to bury ya And I could put that on Ten, we be steppin' on shit Yeah, gang just sprayed another whip Went and bought another stick I'm like, "Hold on," bitch we get down, no you can't rep off this Yeah, tell 'em find another trick, this as gangster as it get

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