fuck with me you know what it is i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year dressed in all black and my gun the same color murder my enemy love thy brother and i ain t never gave a shit about a motherfucker hit him up and watch the guts come up out a youngin stomach you niggas better take side with young money cash money you ll get left in your ride crash dummy i ll be around when the times get ugly when the wheels fall off and the tires stop running the magazine empty and the nine stop busting i bang my fist till my palms get bloody cuz i m a monster man i m gonna find you and my ap nine don t jam i m a rider you can t take it out of me man i be wilding you can wait by my house for me fam i will fire and drop a hater right where he stands i ma die with this blazer right in these hands i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year  twenty two s thirty eight s forty four s forty five s tucked in my thirty eight mack on my back i am so ready for whatever that awaits me run up in your place while you re sleepin awake thee calicoes ak s uzi machines got ya misplacin your arms and losin your knees i am takin names so who wanna leave out this bitch with your brains and your dew on your sleeve i got the hood with the names of the crew on they t s and i might make a funeral sweep i ain t bullshitin ar hit ya truck got ya hood flippin feet by the engine head by the transmission and i be right where i am mister me and my damn pistol me and my girlfriend in this world alone so bring it on and imma have to sing you this song nigga i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year i got the scope on the tool i can see what you do with a little red dot nigga peek a boo shhh the silence will speak to you hit you from across the street wile you tying ya shoe like bang bang say breathe nigga breath i stand over the body with the boy in his tee say bang bang say breathe deep breath i stand over the body with the boy in his chest clear now the boy is a mess and the block in fear cause ya boy up and left life is short enjoy what ever is left before you run into a nigga like me and meet death in less than three seconds i ll pull a three eighty three feet from my waist three inches from your face make no mistake weezy never hesitate i ll pop till your shit separate like ew i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head the heater burner bruisa is on my hip this year i shoot your arm leg leg arm head i wish a motherfucker would trip this year up down front back side to side you hit that nigga like that he gotta die hit him up down front back side to side you hit that nigga like that he gotta die say up down front back side to side you hit that nigga like that he gotta die say up down front back side to side hit that nigga like that he gotta die woah weezy f baby yeah yeah yeah this is the carter for you one
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