O' Trice c'mon Yeah, ****** got me I'mma get 'em It ain't over You can catch me in the whip with a 5th of pimp juice And I'm poppin' the clip 'bout to fix this issue You pray that I don't hit, I ain't equipped to miss you You're gonna need an ambulance to stitch your tissue Or either have a bag on your hip to **** through You seen us on the ave ain't just to get you While my ***** is a mag when I lift it hits you 'Cause I don't go nowhere without my pistol, pistol I solemnly swear on my daughters tears The ***** that got 'em in the head to fill it before the year ends I hope you inconspicuous my friend 'Cause once the word get back you in a world of sin Bullets will hurdle at him for tryna murder what's Been determined as the first solo African To go platinum where the accident happened at But maggots I'm alive with vengeance to get back My momma blood pressure was affected from that My little girl need her daddy on the phone at a certain time Exact now and ****** act wild, when the mac come out Y'all ****** ex' out And I don't wanna hear X Y Z I'm X'ing out your whole entity for tryin' to kill me Filthy *********** I'll show you what real be When these HTB's light up your kidneys I'm so sincere you see in a hearse this year It's not a verse it's a curse from birth And what's on your person over here, this is Obie hearin' clear ****** beware, we're coming at you with firearms in air And your purpose on superfluous, how could I be merciful When murkin me's a mercenary's goal? ***** I got paper, I'll have ya ass urgently exposed No emergency's bringin' back your souls Slugs shatter your bones, for patt pattin' me in the dome Learn this pattern-in we catch him at home, he wrong That's when automatics sporadically catch him in the abdomen Another dirty *********** gone You can catch me in the whip with a 5th of pimp juice And I'm poppin' the clip 'bout to fix this issue You pray that I don't hit, I ain't equipped to miss you You're gonna need an ambulance to stitch your tissue Or either have a bag on your hip to **** through You seen us on the ave ain't just to get you While my ***** is a mag when I lift it hits you 'Cause I don't go no where without my pistol, pistol Second round's on me Robbin', shootin', killin', murder Oh **** run Robbin', shootin', killin', murder
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