Key: D major
Verse 1
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(Gangsta)
(Bueller)
I've come to a realization (Bandcamp)
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L's
(Bueller) grrah
My only competition (free the
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guys from Lamron)
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Is when niggas just don't use a DJ
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(L's)
(Bandcamp)
Verse 2
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Shoutout to my competition
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it comes to these streets)
This shit real, my block we winnin'
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(L's, let's get it)
This shit real, my block we in it (I guess
it's me and no DJ)
BricksquadK, I tweet the shit
I catch a opp,
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I beat the shit (Durk)
BricksquadK, I tweet the shit
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I catch a opp, I beat the shit
Catch Lil Jay, I heat his face
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WugaworldK 'cause they
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fuck with them
Let's get it
30 shots we the murda block
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Got choppa shells for a lot of opps
Off parole I'm on a lot of shots
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No Fredo bitch I'm in a lot of cuts
I do hits when I'm sober
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Tryna drop .30 and Motor
Tell Reesey money to roll up
Even my judge know I'm poled up
Niggas reppin' sides with
the police (let's get it)
Can't catch a nigga then we on
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his OG (L's)
Bitch I been the nigga since '03
Free Five, free Law,
RIP Odee (L's)
OTF 3hunnid (let's get it)
Go and tell them fuck niggas
get money
OTF 3hunnid
Go and tell them fuck niggas get money
Let's get it
Verse 3
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Shoutout to my competition
Am
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These shots to my opposition
(Gangsta Grillz)
These shots to my opps, these
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shots to my opps
These shots to my opps, these
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shots to my opps
These shots to my opps, these
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shots to my opps
These shots to my opps, these
shots to my opps
Verse 4
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(shoutout to my competition)
I mean there's no competition (I mean
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there's no competition)
Look up, man, I know we winnin' (look up,
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man, I know we winnin')
Haters mad 'cause they ain't in it
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(haters mad 'cause they ain't in it)
We tote 30's, we love sinnin'
Fucked all these hoes,
I done made plenty
Now shoutout to my competition
You say you on that,
you better have that with you
Shooters on deck that a kill that issue
Actin' like you with it that's
the quickest way to get to you
Fifteen hundred on a belt like
it ain't a big issue
Same niggas in the same hood
Got real niggas with me,
plus we official
And we shootin' shit
and we ain't tryna miss you
This a message to the opps, miss
me with the dissin'
Fucked his bitch, now he sneak dissin'
Pull up with the windows tinted
So the haters really can't
see who in it
3hunna
Verse 5
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Shoutout to my competition
Am
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These shots to my opposition
Am
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This shit real my block we in it
These shots to my opps, these
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shots to my opps
These shots to my opps, these
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shots to my opps
These shots to my opps, these
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shots to my opps
These shots to my opps, these
shots to my opps
Verse 6
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ages
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