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no hesitation - gimisum family lyrics

[intro]
the police caught me [?] gimisum [?]
this goes out to all you playa hatin’ n-gg-s and b-tches
light that funk -ss [?]
we used to dance at the [?] club, dance at platinum club
now we go by the [?] drink, the b-tches [?]
playa hatin’ b-tches stay out the motherf-ckin’ business
before i give you somethin’ bad on yo’ punk -ss
and this goes out for all you playa hatin’ motherf-ckers, b-tch
the gimisum click up in this motherf-cker
and we finna do this sh-t like this right here for all you playa haters

[verse 1: lil yo]
i’m full of that f-cking dope, maybe i chose
but no, ’cause i [?] dream, i’m full of light green
i’m super high, so f-ck a hoe, [?] for something
gimisum dungeon, f-ck all you b-tches, you better start runnin’
[?]
none of y’all n-gg-s are smokin’ that bud, mane
bankroll [?] got me feelin’ fine
reach my victim, gotta get ’em
chief one, smoke one, clizzick nine
i got 50 on it, mane, let’s go and get a quarter pound
put some on some n-gg-s down to [?]
n-gg-, p-ss the f-ckin’ weed, smokin’ that dope is my physical need
n-gg- be smokin’ with that [?] b-tches know that they can’t [?] with me
back out in the crowd, hollerin’ loud, seen ya’ [?] smoke
[?] in the air ’cause b-tches love it when i blow
smoking with my brother, b, [?] got me super high
plus, i did that [?] smoke in the [?] with my kinfolk tribe

[verse 2: lil debo]
blast on a punk -ss n-gg-, no hesitation, pull my trigger
my mind is f-cked up to the fullest, glock c-cked, pull it
n-gg-s wanna playa hate, smilin’ like my b-tch [?]
that b-st-rd better stand 50 feet or they -ss will end six feet deep
murder, k!llin’, caps i’m peelin’, landin’ [?] limits [?]
some of these hollow point bullets i’m constantly shootin’ will leave your body numb
long time ago, my n-gg-s smoked that weed
now they run around, work for dollar, just to snort that p
never had nuttin’ bullsh-t, but they got [?]
jumpin’ outta cars, p’d up from that funkytown, gimisum trick
do it quick, if you don’t, your head i’ll split
2-11 and 187, debo is my name, b-tch

[verse 3: [?]]
i’m throwin’ that ode to the gs, smoke a little swisher sweet
ridin’ down the street, loced, [?] wanna smoke this dope
i choke your [?], coppers wanna spread a n-gg- that’s pullin’ them triggers
what makes them figure that they can chase and mace a real n-gg-?
they wanna beat me, [?] keep me in they’re system
i keep on catching a case, my lawyer keep dismissin’ ’em
it’s some petty sh-t to the big man, [?] gots me whoopin’ these [?]
knockin’ these charges [?] to the grond, when we clown, f-cks up my day

[verse 4: lil gin]
here i come once again, it’s pimpin’ -ss [?] ain’t lil gin
kickin’ on the scene with my big k!ll
smokin’ on [?] but i’m keepin’ it real
k!ll that [?], the buck shall spill, stackin’ bills is how we live
i’m so trill, that’s how it is, then you know b-tches know how i feel
until you instigate, playa hate, talking behind a n-gg- back?
runnin that batter mouth will get you popped
crank up the gauge, this is a [?]

[verse 5: [?]]
i’m a young n-gg-, chiefin’ by the [?] in the project
i was never fortunate like others, but i never sweat
really [?] don’t care about no n-gg- [?] no hoes
selling crack in [?]
…

[verse 6: z-dogg]
creepin’ into my jason mask, i grip my gun up off the shelf
thinkin’ of a robbery, a gangsta livin’ by his wealth
jumpin’ into my steamer, now i’m ballin’, chiefin’ plenty hay
i know my n-gg- lil ak down to make a stang today
scopin’ out some ballers, they got [?], rollin’, stackin’ some cheese
[?] and then lay ’em down and watch ’em scream all that mercy plea
creepin’ around a corner ’bout, 7 o’clock, grip my f-cking jason mask
i can’t forget my .40 glock
n-gg-s down on the f-cking crown
takin’ a hit of that light green sh-t, a n-gg- finna pack the clown
clickin’ like a maniac, ridin’ in the f-cking ‘llac, [?]

[verse 7]
watch me flippin’ this track like the olympics
n-gg-, i got one [?], f-ck them tricks
i just had to tell y’all, since y’all been wonderin’
skinny got dat b-ss punderin’, can y’all feel the thunderin’?
n-gg-s give me love as i [?] from this track
and i won’t even trip ’cause i know they got my back
so peace to the east, n-gg-, stress to the west, n-gg-
i’m off to the north, n-gg-, i see y’all, and i wouldn’t wanna be ya’ll

[outro]
immediate backup requested—immediate backup requested!
suspect last seen fleeing…

- gimisum family lyrics

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