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Bxng Aight, run that shit Aye, yeah, aye, yeah Aye, aye My-my-my team on your block (My team on yo block) They scopin' your homes (They scopin' yo homes) One word and we bussin' (One word and we bussin') We take what you own (We take what you own) We ain't moving with caution (We ain't moving with caution) We'll run through your home (We run through your home) If an op in our vision (If an op in out vision) Give a hole through his dome (Give a hole through his dome) (Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye) Static Shock, how I'm Buzzing fast I stay making ghost, it's getting Danny mad Tacking so and so until a empty mag And if they still left breathing know I'm coming back Just to bag them up and shift them wrath Dare a nigga catch me check my [?] Cause when you guish my vision know you stop the match Ain't no opposition that can hold me back Or yellow striped on me just to draw my path How you bout the vision but ain't getting bass When I'm frontin them, you better back up fast See you talkin reckless but don't wanna attack We be really bout it, you don't wanna clash Stick to Twitter beefing with them pussy cats We leave you right there sleeping like you're late for class Then start ganging [?] (Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye) My team on your block (My team on yo block) They scopin' your home (They scopin' yo home) One word and we bussin' (One word and we bussin') We take what you own (We take what you own) We ain't moving with caution (We ain't moving with caution) We'll run through your home (We run through your home) If an op in our vision (If an op in out vision) Give a hole through his dome (Give a hole through his dome) He on the ground need a nurse Picking him up from the curb I wish you the worse Running around in a hearse I drag his body then I throw that shit to dirt Look at my bands, look at me shawty Look at my bands, piss on my body Look at my Glock unless you is federal 600K it came here from mexico First you see me but then you like there he go I use a hole then end up like nebula Come get the shit is irregular My team at your block They scopin' your homes One word and we bussin' We'll take what you own We ain't moving with caution We'll run through your home If an opp in our vision Give a hole through his dome I-I-I am the monster that the demons fearin' Native american, pull 'em, pe-pe-peerin' Get out my lane, boy they is oversteering Run up on me then that boy dissapearin' This ain't no [?] you ain't got no clearin' Yo bitch on the molly, she over there twitching I do now like it these hoes out here itchin' These bitches like trees, we out here clearin' I-I-I'm like a season, I come then I go These bitches suspicious, they hate on the low I hate all you niggas, I want you to know I'm not your friend, I'm not your bro Oh, 500 will crack yo' skull Murder, this is 500 on god! Yeah, ok work Yeah, yeah These bitches like trees, we out here clearin' I-I-I'm like a season, I come then I go These bitches suspicious, they hate on the low I hate all you niggas, I want you to know I'm not your friend, I'm not your bro Oh, 500 will crack yo' skull Murder, this is 500 on god! Yeah, ok work Yeah, yeah
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