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Cameras

On the block wit them hammaz i got them bananas,

Two pistols on me yo samitty sam em,

tell them bitch niggas stop wearing

them cameras fo they end up dead

that's word on my maam ah

Im cold wit the hamma when whippin

that coka no need fa da hamma

got shootaz and soldiers

Bet not do sum shit dem lil niggas

won't go fo, always on mode keep a lil low low.

Shooting up out of it then they get rid

of it no evidence can't be leaving no fingerprints

223 on me wit 4 extra clips that's

ah 120 so how can I miss .And i just got back up outta the feds

and no snitching is what the paper work read.

Wonder why a lotta nigga popping up dead .

Motherfuckers gotta price on they head

Move outta town like they can go hide

but niggaz out here looking for jobs on the side

Drop a couple racks getcha ass kidnapped

bit whatever tall do just bring em back alive

Bring em to me imma torcher this nigga

strip em naked put the torch to this nigga

smoke me a square put the portto this nigga eat em alive stick a fork

in this nigga tell em to pray to the lord

for this nigga his family and friends avoiding

this nigga them killaz come kicking

in doors for this nigga death

will be waiting on the porch for you nigga

V12 can't run got horses for niggas

moving that white that's

that porcelain nigga always

remember them boys taking pictures

always remember them boys taking pictures-

Tell them bitch niggas stopwearing g them cameras keep

getting this money and that's

on my mam ah too many

bitch niggas my real niggas stand up

Im cold wit the coke and i. Cold wit the hamma .

And i git shootas hittas shootas hittas .

real recognize real real niggas ride

out for real niggas on all u bitch niggasThe hamma on lap the choppa on

deck these niggas just woofing man

they not a threat, like mu nigga trell

i stay wit a vest if these niggas was serious

id a been wet.

Only complication I'm on probation

and i do not wanna end up

at the station but face it,

These niggas aint real no mo so I

know somebody gone go make a statement

And imma end up in that jam again

so imma just handle business on the low .

fuck wit these hoes and sell a lil smoke

Get money what you want I got it fasho

Holla my nigga my phone stay on

don't serve nobody I don't know after nine

I stay wit my nine or the forty money on my mind

Word to scrilla I'm on my grindNiggas just watching but I don't got time

Promised my son him and daddy gone

shine that paper in line and I'm right behind it

Try to cut me off and you feeling the fire

Billboard I told you I'm murdering niggas

don't sell no mo' dope but I'm serving these niggas

So open a church get a hearse for its

curtains for niggas I'm working these niggas

I really went and did time fa the crime

ask anybody how i held it down my head

was up high the whole time while the rest

of these niggas was up in that bitch telling lies

Gotta lil swoll from lifting that iron

but niggas out here they be toating that iron

So I just said fuck it and got back to

business so know that I never

leave home without mineTell them bitch niggas stop

wearing g them cameras keep

getting this money and that's

on my mam ah too many

bitch niggas my real niggas stand up

Im cold wit the coke and i. Cold wit the hamma .

And i git shootas hittas shootas hittas .

real recognize real real niggas ride

out for real niggas on all u bitch niggas

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