.(I'm a locksmith, but I only got the keys to the streets)
You don't belong in the field, hit them bleachers (hit the bleachers)
Blow the nerves out his brain, cause a seizure (brra)
But you know we shoot to kill, you better squeeze first (better)
Bitch, you know it's gang gang when you s.
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