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680 statement - ceo pooda lyrics

catch opp lackin then his life is over, catch his ass out in traffic in a range rover, they gon slide off perkys we gon slide sober, put his ass in sum paper i’m that n*gga folder, he say dat he cold well my lil n*gga colder, make the n*gga body rot so y’all can smell the odor, he like to drop the set take off et n*gga shoulders, he thought he could save the day and be his mama soldier
how u say u real but u done wrote a statement, n*gga thought i was p*ssy left em on the pavement, n*gga u better hide but not up in that bas*m*nt, he gon be a dead man if ion get my payment, these bullets ain’t no joke make u a mental patient, watch out for buddynem right there i think that he a agent , folks caught a hint on where dat n*gga stayin, say i want lil buddy gon and ian playin
told that lil n*gga don’t try et shi, n*gga ran up on me reckless folks fired the bl!ck, n*gga tried to be snake me died for being sl!ck, u would think he was slow the way his body glitched, and the glock ain’t basic it got extended clips, it ain’t no hesitation we shootin off the rip, don’t give no confirmation ian sayin sh*t, give a f*ck bout they know it’s still never snitch, ion give a f*ck ian beefin boutta b*tch, fell in love wit guns whenever i was 6, keep me outta et i’m staying out the mix, i think this b*tch a cartoon rabbit she keep playin tricks

- ceo pooda lyrics

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