we the boyz from the town, ye we got some fame now but we still gon shoot
we the boyz from the town, we aint gotta check now, we gonna still poke you
me and murda in the coupe, riding in a fast lane, with two 30s goin crazy

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Cause I'm steppin' on my toes, but I don't stop I make flips out of my flops
My swag drippin' out my socks
With the crips so I don't pop
Plus I am your pops
Cause your mom just let me pop

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He said he don’t know 485? What you tombout ♥♥♥♥♥?
I’ll have my shooters whack all y’all ♥♥♥♥♥♥
50 in this MAC, wet all y’all ♥♥♥♥♥♥
You ain’t do a thang ♥♥♥♥ all y’all ♥♥♥♥♥♥

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Cocaine for my breakfast
Hold that pistol, ambidextrous, uh
♥♥♥♥♥ boy talk reckless
He might end up on a stretcher, uh

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She grab on my ♥♥♥♥ like a handle, hey
Lil ♥♥♥♥♥, I got on Jesus sandals, hey
X is an animal; mammal, hey
Lil ♥♥♥♥♥ got the back of a camel