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All These N****s (feat. Lil Durk)
King Von
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DJ on the beat so it's a banger Yeah All these niggas actin' like they with that shit, I ain't stuntin' these niggas (Let's get it) Lamb' truck sittin' so low had to crouch my back, **** around, had to sit on my pimp How you gon' back door nigga you love for a little bit of clout? That's a shame on niggas (Shame on niggas) How you gon' sit in my car, Tryna play Lil Pump like we ain't too dangerous? Bro got trial, he lost faith, He looked up when they changed the verdict (Let's get it) Robbers goofy, stains pay me for a song, Don't clear the verse (Don't clear the verse) We don't go off names, I don't care who they is, we go off murders (We go off murders) This your first time buying that za za, I need 4K for the sherbet He a pussy, I know niggas in his hood, that boy a ho (That boy a ho) That pussy dookie, I be ****in' his main bitch, And he don't know (And he don't know) We got .45 drums, everytime they see me I'm on go (Bow-bow) Tooka in my lung, I say that everytime, 'cause he got smoked (He got smoked) **** how you feel, for real, my best friend, he got killed We was in that field for real, blowin' niggas down, boy, come here Everything I say, I mean it, 6ix9ine he say he seen't it They know King Von a demon, super cold that boy anemic Nigga, don't say it in my face They say it when I turn my back Lil' nigga, let's do it (Let's do it) Ain't gotta back door, ain't gotta snake you out Lil' nigga, you know we into it Nigga, you ain't good in your hood You can't even go to your hood Why you tryna blame your hood? You don't wear chains in the hood You don't even claim your hood Yeah O'Block, OTF, 300, bitch, just check the stats Nigga said that he be throwin' shots, I bet he catch 'em back I called folks'em late, I know they up, I know they in the trap (Trap) Got his lo', man his ass a goofy got his shit off Snap' I been shootin' guns, I got bodies from way back I spent a lot on bonds, once I beat my case I get it back You know they like to run, but you better not trip, boy, watch your step And I'm just havin' fun, and I got that aim shoot like I'm Steph Bet yo' bitch wanna meet me, she seen me on the TV She in love with all these VV's, Icebox made my shit look 3D Hell no, I ain't hear your CD, I'm right here in your city (Uh, huh) They like, "Von, you better tuck your chain" Don't nobody wanna die, ain't nobody that silly I been shootin' guns, I got bodies from way back I spent a lot on bonds, once I beat my case I get it back You know they like to run, but you better not trip, boy, watch your step And I'm just havin' fun, and I got that aim shoot like I'm Steph
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