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Who the f**k scared now?
Look who the f**k there now
Had to hit him with the shotty n***a
Another dead f*****g body n***a

Gansters, it's just how we roll
Jesus Piece, and it's out of gold
Versace polo and a pound of dro
Hop in that ghost, and it's adios

Who the f**k scared now?
Who the f**k scared now?

Chased that n***a down, put him on worldstar
B***h n***a got away, in his girl's car
Put that p***y on the net like a pornstar
Another weenie with bread, he a corndog

Put 3 holes in his head, like a bowling ball
I'm out the gutter switching lanes in a stolen car
F**k the feds, cause a n***a got a murder charge
F**k it though, I made the cover of the murder dog

Dress up like the pizza man, load the desert eagle and
I don't just hit ya team, I wet the whole bleachers. Damn
Specialize in the murder game
Documentary s**t, back to Hurricane

Tell a n***a


[Verse 2:]

I'm the most feared rap n***a
Like a Just Blaze beat, I'll clap n****s
This ain't a Just Blaze beat, this ain't rap n***a
Voletta Wallace lost her son to a gat n***a

What if I told y'all I know who killed Biggie dog?
I ain't no snitch but if I did it ain't no Biggie dog
Cause that's Biggie dog
All that's coming out the mouth of the n***a you used to know as being 50's dog
But I got tired of being 50's dog
Had to break my chain and cut that n***a 50 off

Whole team celebrating, label on my d**k hard
Interscope asking "would I take 50's call"
Hello? Put up 10 mill for a real n***a
Drop this joint album and we'll kill n****s


[Verse 3:]

Meek Mill:

Meek Milly

All these n****s claiming they og, my young boy's will murder them
Cold shooters, that 16, and they ain't ever even hear of them
I slide through, I get a bird of them
And they drive through, and they serving them
These n****s talking that beef s**t, I put bread on it, no burger bun

We walk up in this b***h like "what?"
Rollie on my wrist lights up
Told these n****s "can't do it like us"
Ciroc boy, and I do it like Puff

With 100 bottles, 100 models
No twitter, we come to follow
Straight shots and no moscato
I f**k them hoes, don't give a f**k bout em

Now tell me who's scared now?
Shots fired, man down
Dead bodies get found
That chopper clip spits rounds
And real n****s get murdered
Top dogs get it first
He came to me in that benz, and he left from here in a herse


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