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52 Bars (part 2)

[Verse 1]

Body bag, body bag

Photo them, they don chopped his ass

No parol, but the poll I got, they done dropped his ass

No toll, headshot, gave his whole top a tag

Drama act, in da cut were llamas at, copy cat

Coppas on my ass and shit

Ain't do it , innocent

Niggas know my resume, 30 poppa Bebe kid

You don't know who Bay Bay is

4 six, Woodlawn

OTF the family, even my barber tapin' shit

Uzi spit

Got a deal, coolin with my movie bitch

Movie clip, for a op nigga or a goofy bitch

Get hit from my groopie bitch

You wiffin hoes, you losin' it

Thinkin' you aluminum, you would get scratched, bad, homicide

Police said my baby shy

Sup lo, before your ass was born I saved a 100 thou

Daddy on his savage shit, you know that boy be whillin out

You know I'm bring savage out

Lurkin like why they hiddin out

Drama life, but my whole family told me to calm it down

Bro and them gotta be bonding now

Me and my bitch we bonding now

No cass, but that mac I got that bitch work condom style

I spit crack like bobby brown

They know I'm a problem child

Wiffin

We don't do that shit, that shit be tifflin

Cause the same bitch that eat the clit like she dikin

Love ya hoes, but the same bitch we put the pipe in

She suckin dick, thats the same bitch you give that night kiss

Sucka, your ass was sucka, super man

If I can't make you dance I bet that uzi can

Backflip

If you front your move when that mac spit

All I know is drill, drill, drill on my pac shitYea [x3] (I'm back in!)[Verse 2]

My shootas gonna shoot some shit

Ruthless shit

Cause we do this shit

Backas on some spooky shit

Droppin shit

We gon do some shit

Red light, red tape

Got couple L on some goofy shit

Goofy niggas claiming shit

Niggas ain't even do this shit

OTF 300 300 know that be GBE

Body count with that ozi on the top cause we stay in the league

Don't lack

It crack

No Chris Paul my Clippers give him 3

You betta at tennessee

I ain't talking tennessee

Massacre

Robbin shit

Masked up like I'm dracula

Mobbin shit, no Gucci Mane, niggas know that we cashin up

Twist her with the blinky its black and it spins fast as fuck

Niggas rapped a life time, who'd eva thought I'd pass em' up

I'm from west hide and we gang bang

When shortie be postin in cuts in the gang ways

Crangin niggas, pussy as niggas call em rangin niggas

Free my nigga rechi rich, he be so quick to change a nigga

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