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I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when niggas be wild'n N da guns go to hoopin and hollering, dis da shit dat make ya body numb Niggaa da thought of death, ah make u niggas head sweat Ya hear dat I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when niggas be wild'n N da guns go to hoopin and hollering, dis da shit dat make ya body numb Nigga da thought of death, ah make u niggas head sweat Ya hear dat (Dats on L.V. u know dat) V mad at me, he tell me stop robbing da vics He ain't know it was this curse dat had me doing this shit Ain't dat da same dam curse dat got Belo murk Ain't dat da same dam curse got Poo Lo Shirts Head stood on his square, he ain't give it up Rodriguez begged for dem names, we ain't give'em up Vee on kill everyday, he don't get enough Not enough wolf tickets sold, u ain't bluffin us Send dem flames to ya soul, tryna muscle us This ain't Sesame Street, Snuffleleupagus Da carbon popping, like dem hoes On ah party bus, dat kutta dropped dem N his whole fuckin head busted Coke in da nose, da vic got ah head rush Fuck nigga told N got da whole crib rush Make me explode N get ya whole crib rush Might take ah hit N get da wrist flushed On Scottsdale, niggas got to stay clear of us Extortion N murder, is da only time u heard of us His shit splatt, whats da other time u heard of us Lets state facts, J.P. we had dem murders up He smash his brother, so his celly jugged da flunky up He read da kite, it got him hype He jugged da flunky up Da nigga told, he sold his soul He jugged da flunky up None of my potnas told, throw dem H's up (Free Kane) Dice games in da Poppins, Niggas got it Poppin Tryna run off with da stash, dats why ah nigga mopped him Tree slidded ah nigga da bag, he milly rocked'em Pure shoota Nigga nicknamed him, John Stockon Banana peeler, guerrilla, with dem monkey nuts Its da Thrilla in Manila, blow 4 blow with us I put a 38 baby on a young boy N let it BAH, BAH Dumb boy I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when niggas be wild'n N da guns go to hoopin and hollering, dis da shit dat make ya body numb Nigga da thought of death, ah make u niggas head sweat Ya hear dat I say where u goin be, when da drama come, when niggas be wild'n N da guns go to hoopin and hollering, dis da shit dat make ya body numb Nigga da thought of death, ah make u niggas head sweat Ya hear dat (Dats on L.V. u know dat)
Writer(s): Lamount London Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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