Talk down, we gon’ ride
Talk down, we got fire
Talk down, you gon’ die
Send your #ss to the sky
30 rounds in the cip
Hollow points in that b#tch
Keep it tucked in my fit
Talk crazy, you get hit
In the trap, make it jump
I see 12 then I run
Got a oxy in my gut
Jugg a n#gg# for his funds
Juggin’ n#gg#s ’cause it’s fun
n#gg#s cap ’bout havin’ guns
Take his life, now he runtz
Blow his pack out my lungs
I got racks, I dont scam
Got a Glock, it don’t jam
Leave him flat like a pan
Bullets fly, Peter Pan
Saw the beam and he scrammed
Heard the shots and he ran
Masked up like a clan
Kick in doors, takin’ land
Talk down, we gon’ ride
Talk down, we got fire
Talk down, you gon’ die
Send your #ss to the sky
30 rounds in the clip
Hollow points in that b#tch
Keep it tucked in my fit
Talk crazy, you get hit
In the trap, make it jump
I see 12 then I run
Got a oxy in my gut
Jugg a n#gg# for his funds
Juggin’ n#gg#s ’cause it’s fun
n#gg#s cap ’bout havin’ guns
Take his life, now he runtz
Blow his pack out my lungs
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