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Somebody call my lawyer
New York stand up
We take money, we don't take tips
My drug dealers

These n****s playin cops and rappers
My n****s playin cops and robbers
They catch you slippin they will rob you
We talkin hail Mary our father
We talkin hail Mary our father
Talkin hail Mary our father
Hail Mary our father
We catch you slippin n***a, hail Mary our father

Ice long to my new up n****s
Call em up and they'll do it n***a
No question asked just why I do
With them big guns and shootin n***a
Ak, sk's shoot s**t up like them sa's
Be ride hard on this east coast
I got my homies doin that west way
It's supper say to my hatin n****s
Big shouts to that 80 n***a
My little buzzin, who's the big buzzin?
They try to get a n***a 80 n***a
Good glorious, God I'm cool
I hold that hopin out the pool
I f**k a b***h in my suite
But I never did hop out my jewels
Constant murda murda
Homicide, white sheets
I killed that, cut the head off
When I came through with them white seats
No watch me, mad as f**k don't watch me
Cause that gun would f**k where my watch be
That's a fact line, copy?

These n****s playin cops and rappers
My n****s playin cops and robbers
They catch you slippin they will rob you
We talkin hail Mary our father
We talkin hail Mary our father
Talkin hail Mary our father
Hail Mary our father
We catch you slippin n***a, hail Mary our father

One time for my shooters
My pizza man and my movers
This guy's been everywhere we maneuver
Ak chasin n****s like cougars
Freddy Krueger? Not jc n***a
Shout passй to my hate you n****s
We ain't wrong with my Jamaican n****s
Smoke bakery but we cakin n****s
Home n****s be quiet
Real n****s start a riot
From tomorrow where the sing sing
Got bee hives in that ding ding
They touch n****s, mason now
Ar's got a case of them
Bad b*****s start hatin him
I did long dip, never get to him
G money, new jack city
Started off making weed money, rack city
Push that cop, it gets that silly
F**k face n***a I'm swingin at Mac Milly
Like Meek Milly in that black Philly
And like old bum in that black ghost
N****s said they milk the game, must not know I'm lactose

These n****s playin cops and rappers
My n****s playin cops and robbers
They catch you slippin hey will rob you
We talkin hail Mary our father
We talkin hail Mary our father
Talkin hail Mary our father
Hail Mary our father
We catch you slippin n***a, hail Mary our father



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