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[Verse 1] Hey yo I´m focused, it´s the locust O. Trice is holdin the soldiers, the prognosis Probably why I rose from zero to hope Cause I was wide eyed and open nosed on my approach (nigga) Hold the toast you provoke 44 Snub hugs my scrotum when I roll Yes I hold my own Swifty think you be boast clone, I´m aimin Watch ´em switchin to Damons And next Friday I can bet you´s a changed man When them thangs in hands, it´s not a game man I ghost ya, I bring ya much closer to Jehovah Definition of a soldier, I told ya I .. hold the toast when I approach It´s close at all times by my side in the holster O-ster roast ya, make me blow my composure Pop [gunshot] it´s all over, when the fo fo blows and goes [gunshot] [Chorus] When I´m up in the club And these niggaz they wanna act tough ´Til they get plugged Watch them bullets go [bullet shot] Now you touched from a slug Huggin the streets like you in love Your heart race like [flatline] The ambulance arrive [police siren] They rush you to the spinner, flyin by my ride Engine like [engine revs], homie you just died Your family through cryin, I pulled off a crime Just as quick as .. [Verse 2] Lose your face, in a fool´s race I put my tune first nigga, you was in second place And second place just means you didn´t react with haste And this differentiates life where murder bein the case And since murder was the case, it just means niggas erase Another black mother can´t eat the food on her plate Cause she ain´t got the taste of raisin you was a waste Such a short span young man, sit at your wake First I´m a man, second I´m five eight, with size and weight Won´t give a nigga the upper hand Cause when I pop [gunshot], I get a ´s up like Barry Sand Sit in the can, you never ran like Barry Sand Obie ain´t playin, Obie got a plan And the plan is NOT to be layin in Earth´s land I will POP before the can and Earth slayin You get SHOT for playin me less than a man motherfucker [Chorus] [Verse 3] Niggaz get it twisted, liquor make ´em envision that gangsterism is disrespectin a niggaz wishes Which is all the touch talk in front of bitches Yeah you fifteen deep, the Desert E a give ya stitches And I can be all the bitches and hoes you wanna But I warn ya the glock could make it hot as California You be propped on the corner, flesh meetin the coroner O´s and quarantine, cause no hoes in need, is no hoes in need Niggaz take advantage ´til I manage to pull that hammer out They start scatterin, I´m no gangster, I´m a average man but be damned if I let ´em do me savage man Before that I´m strapped and will challenge him Cocked back and that [gunshot] gat will damage them It´s not a act, this is fact, this is how I´m programmed This is me, what I´m about, this who I am motherfucker [Chorus]

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