| A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol
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| You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol
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| You used to call me big, now you call me mister
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| I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye
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| Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| Shoot him in the face, in the back
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| I know where your crib be, I know where your key is
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| Shoot your ass in your mansion'
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| Oh, shitty ass bitch, I change your ass like a pampers, though
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| Don’t you wanna lie to me, nigga
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| Matter fact, nigga, don’t wanna fight me neither
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| Blow a nigga body in half, past your leg, past your arm
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| Now y’all niggas handicapped'
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| A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol
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| You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol
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| You used to call me big, now you call me mister
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| I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye
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| Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| Shoot him in the face, in the back
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| Chrome full fill, bitch bigger than me
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| Rather get caught with it than without it, bitch, you know me
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| A lot of niggas talking shit until they see my pistol
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| You a hearty little bitch until you see my pistol
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| You used to call me big, now you call me mister
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| I know you see that shine, bet it caught your eye
|
| Shoot him in the back or the face, he gonna be like oh, well
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| My pistol, pistol
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| Shoot him in the face, in the back |