Dead Employees
P Yungin
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(Nigga know what it is and I keep that stick on me and I keep that stick on me nigga know I keep that stick on me)
Nigga killed Lil' Trent so I'm up in my feelings bad criticize me all they do is talk down on me bad nigga fuck that boy yea we gon' pull up on em leave blood on his been coolin' waitin' for a opp so I could put it in his back we trap em in we catch you slippin' walk em down that's with mac he gon' complete the mission he don't give a fuck 'bout where you at he toe tag all his victims he can't leave the mission if they didn't smash he say it's coppa' season he gon' pull up on em' and drop the bag I'm really like that I'll stomp a bitch nigga up out his set
Say lil' bitch no I don't won't you (No) we can't have sex heard you was groupin' though I don't want that pussy it ain't wet all my niggas pass up on her pull up on em' then we leave em' wet
Bitch you active on that net we gon' send bullets at yo chest remember days they told me sit down but now they see I'm up blessed bitch ass nigga caught lackin' and he didn't even have his vest bitch ass nigga talk through the phone you the police I can't do that yea pull up and I'm smokin' on that strong yea that's exotico I don't need no cologne 'cause these daimonds they will blind ya hoe pull up talkin' to that bitch when you get sent up to the row show that bitch it's over with since you wan' play me like a hoe
Nigga killed Lil' Trent so I'm up in my feelings bad criticize me all they do is talk down on me bad nigga fuck that boy yea we gon' pull up on em leave blood on his been coolin' waitin' for a opp so I could put it in his back we trap em in we catch you slippin' walk em down that's with mac he gon' complete the mission he don't give a fuck 'bout where you at he toe tag all his victims he can't leave the mission if they didn't smash he say it's coppa' season he gon' pull up on em' and drop the bag
Nigga killed Lil' Trent so I'm up in my feelings bad criticize me all they do is talk down on me bad nigga fuck that boy yea we gon' pull up on em leave blood on his been coolin' waitin' for a opp so I could put it in his back we trap em in we catch you slippin' walk em down that's with mac he gon' complete the mission he don't give a fuck 'bout where you at he toe tag all his victims he can't leave the mission if they didn't smash he say it's coppa' season he gon' pull up on em' and drop the bag I'm really like that I'll stomp a bitch nigga up out his set
Say lil' bitch no I don't won't you (No) we can't have sex heard you was groupin' though I don't want that pussy it ain't wet all my niggas pass up on her pull up on em' then we leave em' wet
Bitch you active on that net we gon' send bullets at yo chest remember days they told me sit down but now they see I'm up blessed bitch ass nigga caught lackin' and he didn't even have his vest bitch ass nigga talk through the phone you the police I can't do that yea pull up and I'm smokin' on that strong yea that's exotico I don't need no cologne 'cause these daimonds they will blind ya hoe pull up talkin' to that bitch when you get sent up to the row show that bitch it's over with since you wan' play me like a hoe
Nigga killed Lil' Trent so I'm up in my feelings bad criticize me all they do is talk down on me bad nigga fuck that boy yea we gon' pull up on em leave blood on his been coolin' waitin' for a opp so I could put it in his back we trap em in we catch you slippin' walk em down that's with mac he gon' complete the mission he don't give a fuck 'bout where you at he toe tag all his victims he can't leave the mission if they didn't smash he say it's coppa' season he gon' pull up on em' and drop the bag
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