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Law N Order
Gelo (11)
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Two guns on my hip, this bitch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a fucking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I drop nine on this drip, bitch, I'm dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this bitch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a fucking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I drop nine on this drip, bitch, I'm dressing formal
In the strip club, gang flood, bands everywhere
Niggas scraping at my feet, ayy, what the fuck going on here?
Scraping ones aggressively, bitch, don't touch my extort
Fuck nigga slip up, oh, you awoke the wrong bear
My pipe down worth eighty-thousand, nah, nah, she can't get up off me
Your flight mileage over eighty-
Thousand years can't amount to my pockets
Nigga, it is what it is, don't like to do no talking
Kill the room, we tripping up in here, these niggas in my corner
I got sticks all through the crib, I stroll with no lights on
Feel like Gotham up in here, but joke with me, I get you gone
I ain't never feeling scared, that bullshit I don't condone
At least my nina stay with me, that bitch won't leave me alone
Two guns on my hip, this bitch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a fucking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I drop nine on this drip, bitch, I'm dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this bitch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a fucking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I drop nine on this drip, bitch, I'm dressing formal
Filled with ignorance, can't control my belligerence
Save your two cents for niggas have your mural on a fence
Western Silverbacks, sending rounds, moving vigilant
Heavy artillery around, bitch, we militant
Get clothes in the holes, nigga, I'm playing billiards
Don't associate with rats, and nigga, I'm not Willard
I don't never tit for tat, either leave 'em 'lone or kill 'em
I'm dancing, two cups filled with 'yac, still won't spill 'em
Don't question me like, "Who that?" I'm that nigga
Turn your TV on and you'll get the bigger picture
I ain't even tryna clown, too bad, I'm that nigga
Shine and turn the world around, half demon, can't flicker
Two guns on my hip, this bitch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a fucking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I drop nine on this drip, bitch, I'm dressing formal
Two guns on my hip, this bitch feel like it's Law & Order
You know I stay lit, I just rolled up a fucking quarter
Demon when I slide, I can't pull up in nothing normal
Talking bands, I drop nine on this drip, bitch, I'm dressing formal
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