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(Pipe that s**t up, TnT)

(Ayo, Dzimi got the sauce, boy)

Still a robber from the paul bearer, from the burner

Still right out from the burner

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me

I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie

I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang

Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

This no facade, we up the rod, we known to send s**t up to God

You say it's war, I do your asses like I done them f**king boys

Hold on say, why they tryna play like Top ain't raw

Been up inside beef for some years but still ain't dead yet in this foreign car

PTR on me, looking like this b***h a sewing saw

Son say in my passenger seat just like a pornstar

Murder gang, two handles on that .223 like devil horns

Call the police, don't call the reverend for him (F**k that boy)

Bah-bah-bah, he already dead, yeah

Caught that n***a fumbling then they did him bad

Gang baby had to fight in jail in different parish

Check off s**t with PayPals with certain assassins

His family know we stepped on him, I wish I could spit in his casket

F**k him, I been thugging, and bet nan one of you bitches still gon' touch this s**t

This s**t ain't pretty since I came in, it been ugly

I whip out my blicky, tell my b***h just for to kiss it if she love me

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me

I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie

I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang

Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me

I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie

I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang

Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

Hold on, stop the static, yeah, slang that ratchet

Wait outside his home and put s**t up the fastest

And just in case this s**t get hectic, the FN tactic

You know them hollows coming through s**t soon as I blast it

I say this a murder zone, right here where my granddad home

Make sure that I got "Gravedigger" engraved in my tombstone

Them pistols beating up off a beat, since he wanna make a song

Tell him I'm that same n***a with holes in my shoes walkin' around

F**k it, we gon' knock him down

Green dot, millionaire up in the Cutlass and this b***h not T top

Jumping out that gang mobile, it smell like reefer

I am not no rapper, I'm your f**king teacher

Bloody n***a walk in cocaine white tryna turn up the meter

Talk your shit, you gon' lose your life the same day I meet you

This that real right s**t can't keep cool say 5 soon as I swung that heater

This that hitchhike shit, paul bearers bring him out, drag him to the reaper

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me

I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie

I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang

Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me

I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie

I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang

Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

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