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Hook: Tommy Wright
Car jack, gat packed, hard head, wig split Die nigga die nigga die nigga die, Got a big clip wid a Jason mask (4x) [Verse 1: Tini] Jealous bustas dwell, what the hell, it is me finally Welcome to the game so glad that you came No longer vampin` from the scene missed Tini Nineteen-tini five wid the solo Told you I was gonna creep, so here it is God damn Everybody gotta put a hold on they tape cause the muggin` family is goin` to the top man, Peepin` robbin` chiefin` everyday life of a thug, Gimme love, robbers steady creepin` to the east A quarter after eleven it`s almost that time for the leprechaun to creep Tini just in back get my gat plus my back pack Creepin` up from out the dark I gotta get`cha fool Seven Jason masks wid the buckshots and the anna cannons How in the fuck can I lose? Hook (4x) [Verse 2: Tini] Grippin` on my glock, lookin` down my block, Seein` what`s up by the bump, Before I hit the track get my back pack makin` sure I got another clip for my gat when I rat-tat, Did you see me?, hocus pocus in the dust from the quickness I be ventin` never seen, It`s a drought, no doubt, no rocks, on my block, spray the cops I`m a robber so let me count my green, Two fifteens, bumpin` in my trunk, detachable face partner Chevy thang wid green oxy trevols spark it wid the vogues wid the gold stole from the white folks, Slowly I approach, to the car, Smack you buck up bitch and get yo ass out Open up the door, fuck the kids, shoot the dad kill the mommy Your ass shouldn`ta stopped at the red light Got a Lexus, and it ride so smooth Finna dodge this motherfucka `fore I give it up Got it right into the chop shop Then it`s downtown ridin` from the po-pos where I`m never found Then I turn it in, seven Gs in my pocket flat got a fat knot swellin` from my right thigh, Keep a hustle anyway I can, to the night I die stay high, No lookin` back, danger lurks and it hurts if it catch, then I bet`cha that it`s me too, Don`t set to rinse say what`cha gonna do Cause when you slip don`t make a move, It`s kinda sad though, they got me mad into the game and when it`s time I`m steady bustin` at my jealous friends, Got a guage, hangin` out the window, Niggas in my neighbourhood sippin` on Hen Hook (`til fade)
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