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Shotta

Noodah05
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And I just wanna do it again If he ever shot y'all boy, that bitch was sent He ever shot y'all boy, that bitch was sent He ever shot y'all boy, that bitch was sent He ever shot y'all boy, that bitch-- Check it, Dre How you gonna take my kind for weenies? I ain't breaking down no P, beat it Me and Dre killed America, died too Easy, and that shit lean and greasy Have them before you could leave, you know I Don't need you, don't give my time to people We do not judge regular, you know I be tripping I just paid a rack for some sneakers Y'all not killers, yeah, so we got switches too He could be real one time then he through Meechy and Duke trying to lay on your roof I cut a feeling, so I just sent two I hit him once and I just let it loose Too many bitches, they can jump the coupe If you on your grind, call one and get two Yeah, he a real gangster, but he one of them She let me fuck her and made me a ref We shoot it out and my niggas never jam I catch an opp, put his shit on the 'Gram Yeah, she want my love, I'm gonna put her through hell Free all the guys that's sitting in a cell Took me a minute to come out my shell How you gonna take my kind for weenies? I ain't breaking down no P, beat it Me and Dre killed America, died too Easy, and that shit lean and greasy Have them before you could leave, you know I Don't need you, don't give my time to people We do not judge regular, you know I be tripping I just paid a rack for some sneakers This not the end of the line, I won't settle We having drama, who the fuck want a battle? I still suit up, I only wear irreputable This a hot box, when we catch him, we air him I spend the money on looking a little better After we fuck, I don't feel nothing else I'm too laid back just to kick it in the cheddar I'm chasing bread, know the right for the cheddar What a nigga saying? Soon as we catch him, they be scared He had eluded, he had ran In your pants, not in your hand They still don't know who I am Keep my distance from my fam That bitch ain't bad, she is a scam You told me five, don't run them down Yeah How you gonna take my kind for weenies? I ain't breaking down no P, beat it Me and Dre killed America, died too Easy, and that shit lean and greasy Have them before you could leave, you know I Don't need you, don't give my time to people We do not judge regular, you know I be tripping I just paid a rack for some sneakers