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Succa nigga Finna flex off the Carlo Rossi Test me very costly Dolo on yo posse I punish da nicca Sicc like siphon the liquor Slicc after we pump the rifle Quick I need blood in my gullet So guns bust Peep an x ray I ain't got nothin but bullets up in my stomach First I tell a nigga run it Start coughin and nigga won't stop runnin Da fucc u think we sayin Nickel plated ain't playin nigga Fucc u think we sprayin Lame nigga Now you all in pain they shootin at me? There I stand in 3D I won't even duck Brandishing my pistol When the popo show up And High as fuck Niggas on the blocc Thought they got me very gaffled Must be very careful Never slippin off my handle Always dipped going ham in grease Spaghetti freeze leave fleas deceased Spaghetti please leave here in peace Make punks disappear steer clear of me I'm jumping across rooftops Hidin behind phone poles Changing my clothes In thrift stoes just to stay ahead of my foes by two toes Nicca who know The number of bullets Be uno to defeat yo judo In June wearin a leather coat In a pool cuz I keep it cooler than Pluto Get it Fye wit da doom stick Boom room covered in clicc & goon juices Cuz I done clicked and done cooked y'all gooses When I diffuse it RAID the niccas tomb too Cuz I ain't done wit you foolish Dumb stupid I overruled it The treaty is useless You bleeding on yo route Before I can even be done in the boof You done poofed like proof It's a perfect game You lose

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