3D
Big Mali
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Uh, uh, uh, the f*ck? Look (JoeyBars, you bitch) ayy You know we won't hop on the 'net We gon' talk with this TEC We gon' make that shit 3D (Grrt) When we sendin' them shots, it's direct We ain't talkin' no cap But we put him on TV (Uh, huh) When we come to your crib, yeah We come to your block We gon' make that shit spin like a CD (Bah) Walk him down, makin' sure that he see me (Ayy) Shout out to BriBri, she f*ck with the TP (Gang) big Mali, number one special Tell them lil' bitches go get it together (Uh, huh) You poppin' your shit through a phone I could never (No) We pullin' up, we ain't usin' Berettas Goofy (Bitch) Bitch, I'm a dog just like Scooby (Uh) Come with them Glocks Then your ass better use it (Grrt) You come with the gang Then they better get to it 762 make you sound like the music, uh huh Bro, why the f*ck did you try? (Why?) We know you pussy, just look in your eyes And we know he a ho He don't need no disguise (Ho) He got a pussy, it's fatter than mine The f*ck? (Ew) And no, I ain't doin' entanglements (No) Rather get money and start rearranging it (Yes, ayy) made up my mind and bitch, no I ain't changin' it (No) Rather get money, I ain't into titling, ayy You better be ready, you droppin' the addy (Uh, huh) You better be ready for real (Skrrt) You know if they want it, they grabbin' (Uh, huh) you say that you havin', they Comin' and robbin' you, Lil' boo We know that you brother be actin' He stood on the package The whole city know that he squealed (Rat) You knew them lil' niggas go for a bill (Tell you) They aim and shoot like the nigga Shaquille The f*ck? (Bach) They aim and shoot with the Glock With that fye 'cause they lock Perfect aim when they shoot at your eye Pussy gon' cap in his rap out his mouth I can't f*ck with a nigga Who tried to go live Hate the way they be on my dick And they be on my shit You would think I got one by thighs (Ew) You know my lil' niggas pop like surprise They aim and shoot, lock and Shoot at your eye, The f*ck? You know we won't hop on the 'net We gon' talk with this TEC We gon' make that shit 3D (Grrt) When we sendin' them shots, it's direct We ain't talkin' no cap But we put him on TV (Uh, huh) When we come to your crib, yeah We come to your block We gon' make that shit spin like a CD (Bah) Walk him down, makin' sure that he see me (Ayy) Shout out to BriBri, she f*ck with the TP (Gang) big Mali, number one special Tell them lil' bitches go get it together (Uh, huh) You poppin' your shit through a phone I could never (No) We pullin' up, we ain't usin' Berettas Goofy (Bitch) Bitch, I'm a dog just like Scooby (Uh) Come with them Glocks Then your ass better use it (Grrt) You come with the gang Then they better get to it 762 make you sound like the music, uh huh 762 make you sound like you Whitney (Hah) I got a Glock with a drum and a fifty (Bah) Say hi to tool to stop movin' like Mickey (What's up?) when I pull that bitch out Have 'em runnin' like Ricky (Uh, singin') Knew it was up, so I stuck with her (Gang) Hammer can shoot 'em I knuck if you buck with us I aim with the plan Ain't gon' act tough with her (Nope) I do get to sprayin' and f*ck up your face You lil' bitch (Bang) Pussy, you poppin' online (What's up?) And you say you got guns So we thought you was gangster (For real) You can't pull a trigger You type with your fingers (No) You postin' you pussy at Four different angles, Uh (The f*ck?) And bitch, I can't go to the internet (No) Bitches be 12 and you can't Pull me into that (No) Keep talkin' shit and you know We get rid of that (For real) If I'ma start, then my Brothers gon' finish that, Duh (For real) you poppin' your shit through A motherfuckin' shit Bitch, you better be with it in person (Bitch) You sayin' you tough and you gangster You with it for real Then I'm sendin' these bullets They hurtin' (Brrt) And you know if I catch me an opp Then I'm whippin' that bitch On the gang, bitch You know that's for certain (Hood) They get her gone for a motherfuckin' Birkin (For real) they in your bushes, yeah They get to lurkin' But anyway, come with the Glocks, and bitch Come with the fyes And bitch, come with the motherfuckin' drums (Grrt, grrt) Come with your mama and sister and aunt (Come on) Come with the drama, we makin' it jump For sure (Bah, bah) We get it crackin', it's easy (Boom) I make a call and they comin', believe me (For real) i'm walkin' down Makin' sure that he see me (For real) Just like we said, we gon' put him on TV (The f*ck?)
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