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The f&n hold a tune Rihanna
(Let her sing)
Pattie Labelle when I’m singing with this lama
(Bells ring)
Since I was Young I always been about the commas
(Yea I have)
Baby moms like a actress
She always with the drama
(Damn)
45 on me feeling like I’m MJ
Told you I’m a shooter hit my target when the m spray
Bullets chopping through a nigga like a sensai
Press the opps now they racing like they running in a relay
Yellow tape around the crime scene
They killed my little brother
I cant get the one that did it then I gotta hit his cousin
Ain’t no running I’m a stay watch the body fall
If he got some niggas with him I’m a kill them all
No hesitation I ain’t waiting know I’m gone shoot
Gotta feel the pain to understand just what I’m going through
Can’t leave the house if I ain’t holding
Hit my niggas know they rollin
In the Chevy moving fast
Knowing the bitch is stolen
Gotta a problem so do I
Pull the eagle I let it fly
See that chalk around the body then you know the nigga died
Bring him back you know they tried
But the doctor couldn’t do it
Now his momma going through it
The preacher right by her side
Eye for eye
I gotta ride
Can’t look myself in the mirror letting these niggas slide
I won’t do it the trigga gotta abuse it
Hit’em in the chest and he opened up leaking fluids
The F&N hold a tune Rihanna
(Let her sing)
Pattie Labelle when I’m singing with this lama
(Bells ring)
Since I was Young I always been about the commas
(Yea I have)
Baby moms like a actress she always wit the drama
(Damn)
45 on me feeling like I’m MJ
Told you I’m a shooter hit my target when the m spray
Bullets chopping through a niggas like a sensai
Press the opps now they racing like they running in a relay
When you hear chopper scream sound like Phantom of the opera
Play a couple notes I guarantee It will rock ya
Artist wit the tools on the canvas I leave your blood
My nails a little dirty I got it up out the mud
Pockets flooded no budget
20 piece on your nugget
My steppers they be thug’n
Extends when they in public
Want smoke then we the cancer
Questions then we the answer
Mobbing like we the panthers
why we toating them hammers
OG told me if they hatin you moving right
Watch when they moving left cause that’s usually when they bite
Never back down from nothin always ready to fight
Hesitate pay the price usually with your life
If shit get shady throwing bullets just like I’m Brady
But you only catching 1 to the body from this 380
Don’t try to play me I’m the villain that’s what you made me
Feel like it’s hell on earth
I'm asking the Lord to save me
The F&N hold a tune Rihanna
(Let her sing)
Pattie Labelle when I’m singing with this lama
(Bells ring)
Since I was Young I always been about the commas
(Yea I have)
Baby moms like a actress she always with the drama
(Damn)
45 on me feeling like I’m MJ
Told you I’m a shooter hit my target when the m spray
Bullets chopping through a niggas like a sensai
Press the opps now they racing like they running in a relay

Written by:
Andre Spikes

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