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This round of applause will cause niggas lungs to collapse grillz Blood a gush everywhere, Stomach to back it aint around the track when them bullets grillz Run-in your lap. Cause yall grillz be talkin about Tommy guns, and how your shotty burst, But like Martin, aint never seen that tommy work. You aint no killer you never caught a body, jerk. When these guns hit you, shit it a make your Body Jerk. You already know I blast the glock, but we can set up a twelve round match and box, Hit you with 12 rounds get you and your mans a matchin’ box. They yell fire when they see the Match Box Drop it’s hot. I done ran through your projects wishin‘ for drama., sprayed it up and came back for just a reminder, yall better stay home and listen to mama, I leave your P.J’s wet. I aint talkin pissy pajama’s. What you know about hoppin out the family van, With 2 guns in each hand like Yosamite Sam. Niggas cop Please “I’m dipset, Cam is my Fam, I aint on it like that, I’m a family man” Niggas skip town with fake dreads you know when I see em?
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