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No Love City (feat. Julio Foolio & SPMB Bills)

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(Ghosty)

See an opp, I'ma spazz out

Let me know if you down with the crash out (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Reversin' the whip, catch him slippin', I'ma chase his ass down

Gun in your spot, hella blicks, ain't no need to map out

Bend through, mask on, tinted windows, n**a, it's a blackout (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, gang-gang)

Get up close, can't shoot from far

Three deep when we spin in cars

Gun in his face, see the sparks

Hop out and chase him, send him to God

Aim at his wig, stoppin' his heart

Roll up and smoke him like he a cigar (smoke him, smoke him)

22 the G.O.A.T. and the youngest in charge (yougnest in charge)

Gotta thank God that I spanked all them charges (gang-gang-gang)

See an opp, I'ma spazz out

Let me know if you down with the crash out (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Reversin' the whip, catch him slippin', I'ma chase his ass down

Gun in your spot, hella blicks, ain't no need to map out

Bend through, mask on, tinted windows, n**a, it's a blackout (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, gang-gang)

Pass me the Smith & (pass that shit)

Off a bike, I roll up and clip 'em

Pass me the Glock, spin the block, I hop out and hit 'em

Seekin' revenge on the opps (come here), tryna hide we gon' get 'em

Spinnin' again, let the nine off, took a chunk out his liver (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

My pop's took a shot to the head, and I'm tryin' find his killer (R.I.P.)

Show no remorse to the other side, it's a homicide when we spin 'em

Mask on, it's a blackout (huh?)

Got two blickies for the wave out (baow)

We gon' catch a PD, we don't play 'round (grrt)

See these niggas, kids on the playground (kids)

I'ma beat they ass with some K rounds (baow)

Huh? What you say now?

Got big twirlers in the A now (grrt)

No Lil Boosie, you get fade now

No ocean, you get sprayed now (splatt)

Headshot, leave him face down (baow)

Might hit the tap by his eyebrow

Know these niggas prayin' that it die down (prayin')

But it's not though, I'ma keep on buyin' straps, bro

No, you can't perform, take the backdoor

See it's Chrome Hearts on the hat, though, uh-huh

Hundred blicks in the rental (in the rental)

Beat his block, instrumental (gang)

Opps say they be drillin'

Them niggas lyin' like Simba (lyin' ass)

Make yo' block hot in the winter (in the winter)

Might step back like Kemba (woah)

Might fade away like Kobe (Kobe)

I'm a real two-four killer (on gang)

Six Block, we the top opp niggas (on gang)

Ask around, boy, we done drop niggas

The opps know us as the minivan boys

Pull up with them twirlers, we done really shot niggas (hahaha)

Sixth grade, boy, I been a hot n**a (I swear)

I'm booted and rollin' off jiggas

Every day, I'm surrounded by hitters

Felons and shooters and killers (gang)

See an opp, I'ma spazz out

Let me know if you down with the crash out (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)

Reversin' the whip, catch him slippin', I'ma chase his ass down

Gun in your spot, hella blicks, ain't no need to map out

Bend through, mask on, tinted windows, n**a, it's a blackout

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