[TEC]
(Hold on, Lil Ree)
(Mikki Gunz On Da Track)
New jacket come from Italy
I be poppin' mad shit, them bitches sick of me
Runnin' shit up, tryna get my niggas an emerald piece
(AyeReek, get in there)
Grew up, can't get rid of me
[TEC]
All my motherfuckin' memories, my enemies, rest in peace
Nigga in the lab, playin' with that glass like it's chemistry
I can speak on the 'net, but the feds runnin' in the streets
Bitch, real smackers walkin' all in traffic, left 'em in the streets
You don't wanna see no murder for real
Survivin' out here for years, strapped up and I'm still here
Don't look familiar, you can't come around us
Lil' bitch, get your kills up, you ain't never downed nothin' (No)
[TEC]
Never panic, that smoke landin' like the marijuana
Ooh, I rep that 3 and pink shit like Budda Baker from Arizona
Cardinals, whole clique of carpenters, we got them hammers on us
Pray I don't gotta crash, everywhere we go, them bitches put camera on us (Yeah)
Bullets rippin' like pages off the carbon magazine
Put cheese on him, macaroni, 45 shells on the scene
Give 'em eight rounds, but this fight won't go down in the rain
Bitch, for them blues, ooh, I'm goin' with this move like Don King
Inhale and exhale, aim that Glock calmly
Pop 'em, put 'em in the bag, them niggas corny
Don't get in with no semi if we finna go get dizzy
Fuck who in the car with him, wet his shit up like a shimmy
[TEC & Fredo Bang]
All my motherfuckin' memories, my enemies, rest in peace
Nigga in the lab, playin' with that glass like it's chemistry
I can speak on the 'net, but the feds runnin' in the streets
Bitch, real smackers walkin' all in traffic, left 'em in the streets
You don't wanna see no murder for real (No)
Survivin' out here for years, strapped up and I'm still here (Woo)
Don't look familiar, you can't come around us (Grrt)
Lil' bitch, get your kills up, you ain't never downed nothin' (Ayy, sheesh)
[Fredo Bang]
Ayy, ayy, okay, real smacker, I ain't got no sympathy for no enemy (Yeah)
Takin' dope to cope (Yeah, yeah), I'ma pour a four until my kidney bleed
She say I'm the realest, she can tell this from my energy (From my energy)
Won't go for nothin', you best be ready to die if you come fuck with me (Grrt)
Okay, we grab all the semis, turn them automatic (Fah, fah)
You take mine, I take yours, that's just automatic (Oh yeah)
I can't do no lackin', I'm on Addies, up and ready for action
We catch shit in traffic, just like rabbits, fry 'em up and bag 'em (Bah)
That Draco tear his skin off just like pork now (Pork now)
Hundred-round drum, I'm tryna hear the most up out it (Most up out it)
Can't see me beefin' with no nigga who ain't caught a body (Mm, mm)
That boy died, it's been a minute since I thought about it, 'cause all my (Bah, bah)
[TEC]
All my motherfuckin' memories, my enemies, rest in peace
Nigga in the lab, playin' with that glass like it's chemistry
I can speak on the 'net, but the feds runnin' in the streets
Bitch, real smackers walkin' all in traffic, left 'em in the streets
You don't wanna see no murder for real
Survivin' out here for years, strapped up and I'm still here
Don't look familiar, you can't come around us
Lil' bitch, get your kills up, you ain't never downed nothin'
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