lyrics: *throat clear* (go, gang, go, huh, go, ight bet, look uh, go, wait, go wait, go)

you wasn’t born inna trap boy you wasn’t meant fa dis 
you try to run boy we finna take yo shit
nigga gimme yo racks nigga and yo dividends 
you catch 9 if you actin 50 cent
im on top of da world nigga you cant take my spot
(locke)d in wit da key nigga dis is NOT a KNOT
oh you wan go to war nigga we gone take yo life
inna field and im strapped up but im not no dyke 
and beatin da pack up wit da left and right…ok, (gang)
we on go nigga if he think he hot
come thru masked up n we strapped like swat
dont try to play hard cus we know you not
i cannot go nigga i am not a bot
if its bout green nigga you kno im on go
i cannot go out bout no goddamn hoe
he tryna run nigga den we let off 4 
fa, fa, fa, fa, and we let off one mo for good measure 
(fa) dat banana clip on me im totin dat baby “k” you kno i got me a letter
try to run den he catchin dat knife 
said he was sendin dem shells den call me da shredder,
blade to hi- blade to his throat we behead em
he ain een know what to say when he met da Beretta

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