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[00:07.04]Gang
[00:14.21]Grrah, grrah
[00:16.37]You know who I'm smokin' on while I'm in this booth
[00:18.62]I don't even gotta say it
[00:21.32]At all (Grrah)
[00:25.04]C Blu
[00:26.64]Yeah, they callin' me G.O.A.T., but I gotta stay humble
[00:28.61]Keep me a pole, why the fuck would I tussle?
[00:30.05]Hit her one time, then I block her, Mutombo
[00:31.98]Mali my QB, I know he won't fumble (Grrah)
[00:33.33]Yeah, these niggas be plottin' on me
[00:35.06]My chain, they can' take it from me (At all)
[00:37.06]If he reach, no Kyrie, I teach
[00:38.09]He thought he was tough, now his face on a tee
[00:39.62]Yeah, that dummy got poked tryna get egg and cheese
[00:41.36]Ain't no takin' me out, feel funny, I squeeze
[00:43.37]Walk up, faceshot, left his brain on the seat (Grrah, grrah)
[00:45.15]You get burned to a spliff, think you fuckin' wit' C
[00:46.46]Send shots, get low, smoke up, then repeat
[00:48.80]Send shots, get low, smoke up, then repeat
[00:50.17]Keep two straps when I step in the spot
[00:51.73]That's a rubber and a 23 Glock
[00:53.10]Chain on my neck, so these thots on my cock
[00:54.77]Let a nigga act up, he get shot
[00:56.75]Yeah, the moment he reach, I'ma up it and flock it
[00:58.12]Walk up, just to make sure I drop him
[01:00.00]Cops on my ass, but you know I ain't stoppin' (At all)
[01:01.45]Popped a Perc' just to boost my adrenaline
[01:03.41]Catch a opp and you know I'ma finish him
[01:05.17]Free Gotti, he addicted to drillin' shit
[01:06.82]Hop out, we ain't leavin' no witnesses (Grrah, grrah)
[01:08.46]Shots fire, he got put up on Citizen
[01:10.08]Strap up, don't ger burned, no Chlamydia
[01:11.79]These niggas be cap, only tough on the media
[01:13.17]See 'em in person, their body gon' freeze up
[01:15.10]She chill wit' the opps, she get left, no Kenneka
[01:17.13]Don't ask what I'm smokin', you know it
[01:18.51]Rahizo, you know that shit potent ('Hizo!)
[01:19.82]Shots at his head, yeah, they call it a DOA
[01:22.18]I don't fuck wit' no blocks, bitch, I'm EBK
[01:23.40]I got shots for them niggas who feel a way
[01:25.55]And these streets is so much, I'm superior
[01:26.85]Shots to his stomach, fucked up his interior
[01:28.75]You got chops, I got chops, we ain't fearin' ya'
[01:30.45]If you talkin' money, I ain't hearin' ya' (At all)
[01:31.88](If you talkin' money, I ain't hearin' ya')
[01:33.82]Yeah, they callin' me G.O.A.T., but I gotta stay humble
[01:35.52]Keep me a pole, why the fuck would I tussle?
[01:37.53]Hit her one time, then I block her, Mutombo
[01:39.18]Mali my QB, I know he won't fumble (Grrah, grrah)
[01:40.53]Yeah, these niggas be plottin' on me
[01:42.10]My chain, they can' take it from me
[01:43.82]If he reach, no Kyrie, I teach
[01:45.13]He thought he was tough, now his face on a tee
[01:48.18]Grrah
[01:50.17]C Blu
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