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[Intro]
(Know what im sayin)
(The big steppa nigga)
(Free the boys)
(Hey Azul haha)
(Gotti)

[Verse]
I hit the yard and catch fades I dont duck smoke
I love to punch on shit the same way I love that gun smoke
Niggas hollarin' "open up that door", what yall run for?
Send the next sucka in this bitch im trynna run more
Turn his house to a haunted house, feel like Lud Foe
(?) that's why I love bro
If you ain't trynna' kill nun' what you come for?
I'm trynna' kick a nigga off (?)
Rollie on, .40 on, feel like Don Corleone
Gucci Guilty, gun powder bitch thats my cologne
You don't know, what beef is you ain't never did
Talkin bout that lonely ass skit that he ain't even did
Headshot bitch thats beef
I'ma step every steppa out there steppin about me
Brrr, two K's we on feet
Me and Bla$t hop outside like a cadence we on beat
Whats beef?
I be really out there creepin'
Them niggas gone yeah they permanently sleepin
Kaydah's, AR's, FN's, I always keep em' on me they my best friends
Ay, Drop a four ounce in them liters
Better not ever try to Karo me i'll leave ya'
Last of a dying breed, different type of steppa
Please dont compare me to these niggas not ever
Go and ask my brothers if I say it imma do it
Go and ask the suckas I ain't cappin in my music
Go and ask yo bitch she'll tell you how I do it
And every time I pulled a gun out bitch I used it
Ruthless, smerkish, dangerous
Everybody cautious round' me cause i'ma gangsta'
I shoot shit, with plastic and stainless
A hunnid on this K on one knee trynna stain shit, nigga
(Cold blood)