gucci prada all types designer. drippin wet head to toe ooo enchilada. peta put the 38 to his head, hit him so hard that he pissed his bed, rapid fire ooo paint the whole room red. SRT doing pulls like a dog sled. yeah YTG top page news Reports in, the f4g feds dead you lose. Went to the bank told the teller scram, silent deuce deuce back of the head damn, we pull of the heist on ya crew than we pull up on ya crib slam the door open on ya ♥♥♥♥♥ told her like justin coke and smokin *kiss*,

(to the beat of Like That) yeah peta spittin ♥♥♥♥♥ (drill time) ♥♥♥♥ that bolt back hard stamped steel sheets, spin around his hood yeah we let that ♥♥♥♥♥♥ eat, 3 position selector yeah we goin to extremes, like the sandman we dangerous watch out in yo dreams, 38 super yeah you know it with the comp, 29 round mag yeah the shots will not stop, turn you ♥♥♥♥♥♥ into jelly feed you to yo parents we dont play, word around the town is we found out you was GAY! dumb

turnt out ♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥♥ farm you out, ♥♥♥♥ you so hard then blow yo butthole out. he thought he stood a chance he a crack addict, yeah tank dempsey drop em like bad habits. Spin the block yeah do that ♥♥♥♥ again, bodys pile up in the streets living dead, yeah puccis here yeah tungsten yeah no lead, yeah yo hoe suck my ♥♥♥♥ hoe yo hoe suck my ♥♥♥♥, so much za in the brick, get crashed for a lick. all these shootas with me ♥♥♥♥♥ yeah its game time, ♥♥♥♥ around yeah its Jame time, yeah we might wait for a long time, sneak attack, village on fire ♥♥♥♥♥ BUM

pray for ytg (name redacted) he goin through a lot prayin these ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dont ♥♥♥♥ up his shot, yeah we stackin bands to the top, ♥♥♥♥ it get that guap till we drop. I pray for Justin they ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up his shot, just want you to know you got it my ♥♥♥♥♥, though you special they never met you dont let this petty drug ♥♥♥♥ get you my ♥♥♥♥♥. dennis street walker you got it my ♥♥♥♥♥, im on a tangent, not how i planned it, you had some fans, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up now they mad, now you broke and live in a van, askin for handouts. haha u mad YTG got some plans, tell em again, beta and baller on a mission to kill em before the song ends ♥♥♥♥♥

I shot so many ♥♥♥♥♥♥ it seems, how many clips do I need, peta with unlimited ammo cheats makin ♥♥♥♥♥♥ bend to they knees. Yeah he wearing supreme, making biches cream, peta and baller make millions. Yeah, rich to extremes. You on a losin routine, slavin to the machine. You don’t know it right now but Uh yeah my ♥♥♥♥♥ someday you’ll know what I mean. My crew like chief Ericsson and his roster, worldwide rape pillage and prosper yeah my ♥♥♥♥♥ baller dressed up all proper askin for shrimp in his pasta UH. Ask us how we did it and i'll tell you we made some big plays, big boy diamonds look at em shinin don’t touch or the Glocks won’t play. We've ran it up since cluubextracts dawg it’s time to make some pay, like 50 cent I remember my debts and and my memory sharp like a stave.

Baller got the hk who gon die today, uh live like tay k eat some fish fillet. Heard Tristan talkin shft so we turned him into paste (CHILI) cut his fingers off jam em down his throat, make him choke on his vomit uh he a stupid bloke. Then we run up on that nigfa with a ball peen hammer. POUND POUND POUND POUND POUND POUND POUND your niffa life don’t matter (KANYE) HAHAHAHAHAHAHA call me mentally I’ll, but god help me I be damned if I don’t do some drills (YES SIR). In the streets they call peta Hannibal lector, so you best check yourself before peta rolls up with a vector (KRISS SUPER V). Then he runs over ya corpse with all wheel drive, laughing like a maniac as he looks at the hell he left behind (BLOODBATH). Lightin up a fine cigar smokin in the RS4, got so much money the Tates jaw hit the floor (PRAISE TATE).