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Loaded up got the strap (yeaa)
There's breath in the opps, i cannot relax (yeaheah)
Nigga got popped he got PACKED
Start poppin his shit i aint wanna relapse

The opps gon flock got a glock in my lap
Iron on me you get sprayed wit a GAT
Higher than trees when i'm off the gas
Lmg wit a beam knock you on yo ass

(fight!)

Bitch im smoking backs
And you smoking blacks
Ran in wit no mask
We gon do the task

Nigga you get capped
Watch the corpse collapse
Lil nigga thats a wrap
Nigga ran down n he caught the mac

He caught a round now he laying flat
F-flippin the cash round it double back (ye ye ye)
On a cash route i'm running for stacks (ye ye)
New carbon 9 im running wit that  (yeah haaaa)

Talk down on the gang
They push yo shit back
Gon aim at his head we rippin the mag (bdrrow bow bow bow)
Get the guap put the cash in the bag
You not a real shooter (ha!) we taking yo flag

(haaa haaaaaa)

Nigga in a pack take a drag
Kel-tec put you on yo ass
Big ass straps ina higher class
Flexin his guap n got wire tapped

He shoot at the gang we gon fire back
You trying my might, i might attack
These niggas talk hard they be light, at that
We come on yo block, we spray wit a gat
Talk on the gang then he gon be deceased
Pull up wit that fye, i keep me a piece
Stuck in the void now that nigga cant leave
Tree and green put me at ease

Close your eyes and fall asleep
Why my nightmares fall so deep
Shadows comfort me
What's lurking in the shadows i can't see

Lay em ^COLD^
If you run down on the gang nigga you bold (nigga you bold)-(nah!)
You can't hang you're a lame you finna fold  (nah!)  (HA!)
N-nigga you gon die if i see in that scope (if i see you in that scope)
Could not be on that side knew he was the type to fold (knew he was the type to fold)

(Dark nightcore/DayCore outro)

WITDATFYE!/RUN PT2 (prod. taiketsu)(lyrics in desc.)

DUMB FT SSXENO [PROD. IMPERIAL]

lyrics: 

Witchcraft with the gat , imma cast a spell
Shawty say that I’m too moody, bitch oh well
Talkin down on set , bust yo ass wit 30 shells
Kill that boy then kill my self I can’t go to jail

I can't love no thot, bitch im focused on the bread
If that nigga talkin down, then it's off with his head
Yeah, you left me in the dark, out my chest, i bled
762s in the yoppa, we gon knock off his legs

Oh, o-oh, ohhhhhhh
She say "do you love me?" I don't know
Feel like snos, i'm alone, i know
Smith & Wesson leave his body on the floor

cast a spell! [444jet] *lyrics in desc*

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WITDATFYE!/RUN PT2 (prod. taiketsu)(lyrics in desc.)

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