Hunnid
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Feat. Trick Trick & Cash Paid (Hook) Lets go count these hundids Lets go count these hundids I'm stacking all my money Lets go count these hundids Lets go count these hundids I'm stacking all my money (Verse) 4-5, extra clip, from the left, blue crib Black talent, blue tips, oh, shit, don't trip It's only trigger, I ain't even known that tip, Hustle with the motors, I dunno if you noticed it BMB back on that shit, they know that shit, That no fries, that no that shit Clear the house out, lonely this Neighbors howling that holy shit! Time to pay for that package, that mac betta start actin' The fact that I can retract and take your life back And wrap it all forty Wist you stop talking that bullshit Pimp a nigga, like pimp a nigga, stuck a sucka back in that corner Shit, goon squad mafia. If it ain't this, it's forfeited Boss man for them gold getters, low niggas that ride on you Home niggas, you know, nigga (Hook) Lets go count these hundids Lets go count these hundids I'm stacking all my money Lets go count these hundids Lets go count these hundids I'm stacking all my money (Verse) New deals on two heels, four wheeler on two wheels Niggas gone off them blue pills, and them purp tens and them Seroquels Slim shit, gangsta squad, masked up, gangsta rod BMW to extract the mob, take it from the soft shit, back to hard Screaming hell ya, it's pop music Niggas pop them guns to it Take your Glock and we run to it Take my pills and we come to I'm puffin' hooghey in my back seat Wind up niggas, you wanna call it the track neat Sign up niggas and some will call it the payback My dudes run trains on your hoes, all in the Maybach Stay back, you in the fire zone You know what's cookin' in the fire zone No fly zone, we fire zone
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