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Samy, made this shit
 (Damn, Jam, this shit a vibe)
 Guns bussin', tires screeching, he just caught another body
 We just zipped another nigga, they still ain't do nothin' about it
 This murder business, don't get it twisted, ain't no other way around it
 Ridin' around, this Choppa City, better have your K around you
 Guns bussin', tires screeching, he just caught another body
 We just zipped another nigga, they still ain't do nothin' about it
 This murder business, don't get it twisted, ain't no other way around it
 Ridin' around this Choppa City, better have your K around you
 It's fucked up
 I caught that pussy nigga slippin', but he locked up
 My brother got my back, got to him, left him bust-up
 I ain't got no trust for that lil' bitch, I'm screaming, "Fuck her"
 Youngin out his mind he steady screamin', he wanna touch somethin'
 If he a opp don't ask no questions, nigga 'posed to bust him
 It wasn't for him, he just got caught with 'em and they flushed him
 Green flag, you see a nigga with it, better not touch him
 Grave diggers swervin' on the other side, it's fuck them
 I can't catch no hands with him, I don't know him, I don't trust him
 He can go to tweakin' on his head and I'ma pluck him
 Niggas think they know me in the hood, 'cause I grew up by them
 Youngest nigga runnin' shit in charge, bitch, I am that shit
 Diddy boppin' with that choppa, buckin' hard, tryna bust his shit
 .762, want a halo, gon' be hard for him to run from that
 Hit his head, then his neck, I don't think he gon' shake back from this
 It don't take nothin' but a ten, for that bitch to get his melon split
 Swervin' through the top, tryna see how my new Draco spit
 I just spot a opp, tryna put that nigga on the list
 He say that he a gangsta, screamin', "Stop", bitch, come and take your lick
 We step on shit, I dare a nigga rep on this
 Turnt up, I got that check on me
 I got once, tryna rep on me
 We spinnin' every chance we get
 Bullets rain down on every street
 They killed her baby boy, his momma still up in disbelief
 And bitch, I got a face card, don't use it, but I get his for free
 Guns bussin', tires screeching, he just caught another body
 We just zipped another nigga, they still ain't do nothin' about it
 This murder business, don't get it twisted, ain't no other way around it
 Ridin' around, this Choppa City, better have your K around you
 Guns bussin', tires screeching, he just caught another body
 We just zipped another nigga, they still ain't do nothin' about it
 This murder business, don't get it twisted, ain't no other way around it
 Ridin' around this Choppa City, better have your K around you
 Guns bussin', tires screeching, he just caught another body
 We just zipped another nigga, they still ain't do nothin' about it
 This murder business, don't get it twisted, ain't no other way around it
 Ridin' around, this Choppa City, better have your K around you
 

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02:42
Key
5
Tempo
83 BPM

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