LET IT RAIN (Original)

[Intro]
Neco 'bout to shoot ya

[Verse 1: Grave 718]
Gut out his insides
Know they can’t copy the style so they dick riding
Two tools in this bitch and they been slidin'
So hoe get outta my way better get hidin'
Fah pow fah pow
Pop pop let it bang in this bitch
Glahtah let it rain in this bitch
I ain’t come for friendship I bring pain in this bitch
Lay his ass out I ain’t playing that bitch
Bet I knock his ass out then I’m layin' his bitch
If he run his damn mouth hit the lane and then switch
Glahtahtah now his bitch ass in a ditch
Ran down with the two and then came back with six
Six six six shots at his kids
Made six six six pimpin' that bitch
She said I’m sick but I know that shit

[Verse 2: Yung Flex]
I cannot fuck with these rappers
I send them to heaven like I was a pastor
These niggas ain't with the blood splatter
I hit the scene and I'm waiting to disappеar
Like a young nigga was Casper
He run up on mе he get blasted
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Bitch pull up, get popped dead
We gon' show you where the Glocks at
Wet up, I'll show you where the mop at
I bet his ass ain't gone pop that
Stop it
You said but you ain't gon' pop shit
Homicidal my mind, guess I'm toxic
I'ma cancel his life with the chop stick
22 double [?] in my pocket
Bet that bitch gon' blow up like a rocket
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We gon' pull up and make shit chaotic
Aye payback, lay back
Choppa hit him in his face tats
All my young niggas strapped up like a soldier
Boy bet this chopper make him crank that bitch

[Verse 3: Lazy3x]
Fa, fa
Walk in that bitch and I'm spraying my Glock
You know I ate ass but she giving me top
I came with the band bitch I came with the guap
I'm sprayin' this burner if that nigga wan' talk
Loud
I got the Glock and I'm airing shit out
Bitch I'm tryna spark I ain't talking it out
That nigga he trash I'm taking him out
Why he wanna laugh but that nigga a clown
That nigga gassing his ass to the clouds
I'm on the block [?]
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[?] she giving me mouth
You messing with Grave and get put in a grave, boy
You ready to talk [?] decoy
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Not from Miami but I keep the heat, boy
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You say that's you daughter? Well nigga, Imma hit her
Bitch I'm in the trap moving pack like a zipper
Walk in the mall and I buy all the shit
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That nigga my son, stop taking my shit
Gang