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{Intro} Ay, I'm back on that '07 shit, ya hear me I think I'm the only nigga that can turn opps to fans, ya hear me Free 9
{Verse} Me and Nuski swagged up in grad school Remember when the homicide grabbed you Boogieman had the trap like a drive thru The coke is goin' quick like it's fast food Booka told me D-rose lost his 9-1 Appeal money for them killas when that time come Sneak dissin' what these goofy niggas dyin' from One call I'll make my TV it'll slide up I press 1JB 'cause Zoo was callin' I press 7 'cause these goofys callin' (Let's get it!) I fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin' (Ain't nothin'!) Fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin' I beat my case I keep my pistol on me (Let's get it, L's) This nigga 'pose to been my man but he was snitchin' on me And everytime he came around I was grippin' on it Like fuck yo life I won't think twice and I'll blink you homie We’ll turn your IG to an obituary I just took couple of yo homies to a cemetery (Let's get it!) And you know we did it you ain't did nothin' (Bitch) DD in the jam and he ain't said nothin' (Let's get it, L's) Can't name a fucking nigga that I ran from Just made 60 thousand off a Samsung Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun (grrah!) And we carry draco's like they hand guns Bitches want this glo', wanna be famous Cummed inside her mouth I make her taste dick (Eater) Them skinny bitches whine I make em' take dick Might fuck her in the butt so she can stay thick I lost my niggas to this shit that's why I'm solo homie (gang) Uptown Miami hood and I was dolo homie The streets will pull you back and forth like yo-yo homie Like we ain't kill your mans and I don't know your homie I can hear Nuski calling I can hear Yuyu calling (Chino) I can hear LA calling Yea I can hear Pluto calling I can hear Irish calling I can hear J Money calling And I can hear O calling Yea I can hear Mo calling I was staying in Chicago cause I had to (Lets Get It! Ls) Probation for my pistol it was bad news All these niggas tried to diss me cause they had to (Gang) Even if I was with my kids, know I had to I got better fans I got better thoughts Like shout out to them killas who was never caught Niggas screaming gang gang yea they hella soft I seen that shit happened thats a gimmick nigga (Fraud) A hunnid for my jewelry for my image nigga (Lets get It) In the field with my killas playing scrimmage nigga That Timmy Turner won't none to my Timmy nigga Tim-Tim kept a fifty in the city nigga Niggas opps to me I use to hang with (Bitch) Now they want me dead on some fame shit (Bitch) Or they want some peace but thats the same shit And they call them people that's the same shit (Gang!)
Letra de Perkys Calling
{Intro} Ay, I'm back on that '07 shit, ya hear me I think I'm the only nigga that can turn opps to fans, ya hear me Free 9
{Verse} Me and Nuski swagged up in grad school Remember when the homicide grabbed you Boogieman had the trap like a drive thru The coke is goin' quick like it's fast food Booka told me D-rose lost his 9-1 Appeal money for them killas when that time come Sneak dissin' what these goofy niggas dyin' from One call I'll make my TV it'll slide up I press 1JB 'cause Zoo was callin' I press 7 'cause these goofys callin' (Let's get it!) I fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin' (Ain't nothin'!) Fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin' I beat my case I keep my pistol on me (Let's get it, L's) This nigga 'pose to been my man but he was snitchin' on me And everytime he came around I was grippin' on it Like fuck yo life I won't think twice and I'll blink you homie We’ll turn your IG to an obituary I just took couple of yo homies to a cemetery (Let's get it!) And you know we did it you ain't did nothin' (Bitch) DD in the jam and he ain't said nothin' (Let's get it, L's) Can't name a fucking nigga that I ran from Just made 60 thousand off a Samsung Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun (grrah!) And we carry draco's like they hand guns Bitches want this glo', wanna be famous Cummed inside her mouth I make her taste dick (Eater) Them skinny bitches whine I make em' take dick Might fuck her in the butt so she can stay thick I lost my niggas to this shit that's why I'm solo homie (gang) Uptown Miami hood and I was dolo homie The streets will pull you back and forth like yo-yo homie Like we ain't kill your mans and I don't know your homie I can hear Nuski calling I can hear Yuyu calling (Chino) I can hear LA calling Yea I can hear Pluto calling I can hear Irish calling I can hear J Money calling And I can hear O calling Yea I can hear Mo calling I was staying in Chicago cause I had to (Lets Get It! Ls) Probation for my pistol it was bad news All these niggas tried to diss me cause they had to (Gang) Even if I was with my kids, know I had to I got better fans I got better thoughts Like shout out to them killas who was never caught Niggas screaming gang gang yea they hella soft I seen that shit happened thats a gimmick nigga (Fraud) A hunnid for my jewelry for my image nigga (Lets get It) In the field with my killas playing scrimmage nigga That Timmy Turner won't none to my Timmy nigga Tim-Tim kept a fifty in the city nigga Niggas opps to me I use to hang with (Bitch) Now they want me dead on some fame shit (Bitch) Or they want some peace but thats the same shit And they call them people that's the same shit (Gang!)