I'm purging on this beat gang, (turn me up it's ya boy josh), my gang arrives in the town we're standing on the balcony, my bro just give me the crown when we enter the jungle there isn't any other animals around because we are the true tigers and my brothers you are the mighty little lions we weren't lying when we said we were blowing up and I'm standing on all types of business a lot of crime and violence, Electrical shock head whip with the deadliest glock these niggas hating when I'm up on my block when I move in the spot lil bitch im upping my chop all the bitches finna pull my pants way down baby girl you fucker dumb my bulge is a glock, keep it in my pants I'm penetrative with a desert eagle but when I hawk em they are a bunch of pussy fake killers their plan was to hide inside the sand my body smooth I do not want a beach tan and if ny gang is feeling moody we can't be friends I know my gang (doa) and yours (oy) had a lot of loose ends but when your chilling with the opps we flocking on feet, shoot (steady get ready) prepare to park ya car step out in tims, brand new machine i know it won't jam I copped it straight out of the store your whole gang is on the floor sipping drank I'm pleading while having withdraws the meds is pushing me to the limits I'm edging to flame while on the call these niggas talk loud but an important act they never do is always keeping it raw (fax) vision blurry they fried they just cannot keep their eyes on the ball because, When you have your entire gang on the drill they feel fried and start to pop all the pills, they start a party in the gun shop my chains, are hanging dancing dirty profounded in the flesh a semi-automatic carbine rifle I've reached veteran preset im a VET! (vette), riding in a c seven vet I slide right to my girls telly I'm fiending to shove my d inside her belly, the glock is in a mind of its own it's my favourite tool to success and one of it very own traits is shooting one of the opposite kind, the ride it's a maybach im flaming while with my gang and yeah we throwing up k signs throwing up doubles Cs I'm cripping slick it's in my blood and it's in my hood I might just (say that), the gang threw a shot from the maybach so now we finally is heading home we going way back to when I was a crackhead but I don't even play that I'm done witta life of dat shit I do not play that but like I was talking, (TRAL) I was talking the gang set nibba When my gang arrives in the town we're standing on the balcony, my bro just give me the crown when we enter the jungle there isn't any other animals around because we are the true tigers and my brothers you are the mighty little lions we weren't lying when we said we were blowing up and I'm standing on all types of business a lot of crime and violence,

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