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Verse one:
Today's agenda
Got the suitcase up in the sentra
Go to room 112 tell em blanco sent ya
Feel the strangest
If no money exchanges
I got these kids in ranges
Believe them niggas brainless
All they tote is stainless
You just remain as
Calm as possible make the deal go thru
If not here's 12 shots we know how you do
Please make yo killins clean
Slugs up in between
They eyes like true lies
Kill em and flee the scene
Just bring back the coke or the cream
Or else, yo life is on the shelf
We mean this frank
Them cats we fuckin wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank
Lets get this money baby
They shady, we get shady
Dress up like ladies
And burn em with dirty 380's
Then they come to kill our babies
That all out
I got gats that blow the wall out
Clear the mall out
Fuck the fallout
Word is stretch, i bet they pussy
The seven digits push me
Fuckin real
Here's the deal
I got a hundred bricks, 14-5 a piece
Enough to cock a six by the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with jeeps