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3AM Inna Mound
Babyceo Trell
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I'm so fucked, man
C'mere, where you goin'
Smokin' on splat while I'm goin' through the mine
I can't my man, know he goin' down
I know duckin' and dodgin', hearin' them drac' sound
Can't remember where you goin', chase that down
Slide me this gear, you cannot come around
See some, I want blood, take 'em down
My lil' nigga 14 with a hundred-some rounds
Talk blow, they go cold, turn that hoe around
I got them smackers all way out of town
Hit the backstreet time, let off some rounds
You ain't know that for real, I'm posed in a mime
Drippin' in Bape, she fuck with my style
I do it short and I'm sweet as a rhyme
Ain't no gettin' close, I burn and leave you smile
Long live Zah,I hate you let me down
I ain't need you for meals too, turn things around
So many shots, he ain't die bitch, lucky
Tryna catch that loaf and do him like he buckin'
Talkin' 'bout snatchin' my chain, he the model nigga
Face shot, head shot where you goin', you pluggin'?
Think I'm loafin', hit him with this button
Go with your move, nigga, dyin' for clutchin'
Think I'm loafin', hit him with this button
Go with your move, nigga, dyin' for clutchin'
Drop your neck, let me know if it's beef
Seal on the shine, we float through the heat
Caught fat boy loafin', knocked him off his feet
Had to put down a load, time to find him a skeet
Had to fire up a blast, found out he deceased
How you diss my guy and you ain't on your street?
It's cool, we gon' push up while you sleep
Get out the yard and I'll turn into a beast
When my nigga died, I ain't get no sleep
When your nigga die, he ain't get up and creep
All done, your bitch free
7.62 puttin' shit to sleep
Shawty wake up on the 3rd, put his ass back to sleep
Five seven hit him, turn the four three
Shawty wake up on the 3rd, put his ass back to sleep
Five seven hit him, turn the four three
Smokin' on splat while I'm goin' through the mine
I can't my man, know he goin' down
I know duckin' and dodgin', hearin' them drac' sound
Can't remember where you goin', chase that down
Slide me this gear, you cannot come around
See some, I want blood, take 'em down
My lil' nigga 14 with a hundred-some rounds
Talk blow, they go cold, turn that hoe around
I got them smackers all way out of town
Hit the backstreet time, let off some rounds
You ain't know that for real, I'm posed in a mime
Drippin' in Bape, she fuck with my style
I do it short and I'm sweet as a rhyme
Ain't no gettin' close, I burn and leave you smile
Long live Zah,I hate you let me down
I ain't need you for meals too, turn things around
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