Yeen Neva
Pistol wit me all in public everybody
Know I'm clutching
I got baby dracos carbons Ar's that
Hold a hunnid
Acting like you wanna snatch a chain
Go head foul out in public
Cause when I up this glocc bitch it's a
Wrap no ion going
Yeen Neva
A: been a steppa or a shoota
Yeen Neva
A: caught a nigga lacking had to do em
Yeen Neva
A: Ex'd a nigga out and dropped a bag on em
Yeen Neva
Ride for yo nigga why you flagged on em
Anything that I speak on when I speak
On it it's the truth
Allen like ray allen in the clutch I know
That he gone shoot
Thirty in this nineteen trynna give a nigga
Twenty two
And if I miss I know that they gone rebound
Shoutout to Dq
Poody don't be stepping that ain't yo business
Keep em out the loot
Remember when we drop the top and went to
Standing out the roof
Bodies started dropping niggas hiding ducking
Like a goose
Shhhhhh gotta keep that on the low this Shit my make the news
Let a Niggga play he play he wit us then he
Gone fucking lose
Don't gamble this not checkers this shit chess
Gotta know yo every move
Cause shit can go left at any minute Gotta have you a plan or two
I'm trynna get them racks I want them benjis
What's yo plan to do
Gotta Stay down and grind
Stay down from to time to time
Everything gone fall in line
Go crazy I go in for mines
I barely be trying
Can't tell me I'm lying
I'm one of a kind
When I move yeah I toat the nine
Just know my
Yeen Neva
A: been a steppa or a shoota
Yeen Neva
A: caught a nigga lacking had to do em
Yeen Neva
A: Ex'd a nigga out and dropped a bag on em
Yeen Neva
Ride for yo nigga why you flagged on em
Im from lannette so dem da only niggas roll witt me , i keep a shooter by myside but no miami heat , i catch em flaggin wit dat iorn he gone be out his tee , bitch all dis ice around my kneck i feel mr T , Ugh yea we got sticks and we got brooms and we git tools to , you just be rappin we gone have da come and show youuu ,sweep em up and get dat broom yea we da road crew , dey say its beef you pussy niggas mo like To food , yeen never took a strap or popped a bitch , i love ya momma but still won't never sweat a bitch , i bet i make it thunder and let it rain up in dis bitch , dey say i got da flu how i be coming real sick
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