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[Intro: Lil Jay] Killin niggas with my reputation I be money chasing Travel state to state like im immigration How I be gettin cake Smoking on the power, you smokin on some shafe With a bad bitch and she giving face in my STR8 Morton Grove, sip it by the 8 Couple xans got a nigga feelin straight I get so much cake I swear... [Verse 1: Lil Jay] This for all them goofy ass niggas Who talkin like they ass want war We strapped like the army and navy I swear to God you don't want war My team yea we ball like a sport Catch him, im swipping and crackin them cards Doing a hit and we march We do not shoot out of cars Get hit in your head, in your heart Get killed with your kin, load his hearse My niggas we show no remorse And you don't know when shit coming You can get caught right off guard DOA on the scene, because them hollows hit him hard And bitch i'm Clout Lord In these streets you know I get involved... Killin niggas with my reputation I be money chasing Travel state to state like im immigration How I be gettin cake Smoking on the power, you smokin on some shafe With a bad bitch and she giving face in my STR8 Morton Grove, sip it by the 8 Couple xans got a nigga feelin straight I get so much cake I swear he can't relate If I catch a case, my lawyer beat the case I be out the next day back to gettin cake A nigga want war and I know where you stay You can die today Bullets penetrate Your body levitate Your soul discriminate Kill em all, I don't discriminate Sneak dissin, I do not tolerate Let my pistol speak, fuck the twitter beef Fuck nigga, I swear to God we can meet face to face in these streets I hope you got yours cuz you know I got 33 No Scottie Pippen, do you like ODee I got niggas that's GD and I got niggas that's BD We all WTO, opps some vegetarians dont want beef When trouble come I swear the opps they foldin like some sheets Nigga thinkin bout killin me? Pussy, catch me in the fucking streets [Outro: Lil Jay] This for all them goofy ass niggas Who talkin like they ass want war We strapped like the army and navy I swear to God you don't want war My team yea we ball like a sport Catch him, im swipping and crackin them cards Doing a hit and we march We do not shoot out of cars Get hit in your head, in your heart Get killed with your kin, load his hearse My niggas we show no remorse And you don't know when shit coming You can get caught right off guard DOA on the scene, because them hollows hit him hard And bitch i'm Clout Lord In these streets you know I get involved...
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