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Correct Spirit Bomb (Power Up Pt. 5) Lyrics
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Correct Spirit Bomb (Power Up Pt. 5)
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[Intro] Yeah Big, yeah, yeah Big homie Yayo, fuck nigga I'm back, yeah Gang shit nigga, yeah [Verse 1] Big draco in the club, this ain't no deuce deuce, no We want all the smoke, when it's beef it ain't no truce, no All of my young niggas shoot Carbon-15 knock him right out his boots Pockets on fat, Bruce Bruce Go Yayo boom god, fuck nigga who you? Ooh, ooh, put a nigga on the news 'Nother mama crying, say her son gone too soon AR-15 on me shoot hoops Yopper hit him, all they found was his shoe Stupid ass nigga tryna run off with my loot Nah, that nigga pussy, little nigga not my crew HoodFame Gang, Glo Gang, free Boot First 48, Nigga won't find a clue Free Goon Papi bitch, we murder for hobby Take that girl and beat the bitch like I'm bobby Hundred round drum in my Audi Wanna be HoodFame Gang, gotta go catch a body Heard a fuck nigga say that I'm hiding I'm in your hood every day, ridin' 'round with a tommy Speak on Yayo, it's a homi Why the fuck I'ma run when it's killers behind me? I got bitches that'll go get the bread for me YCN gang, they'll come get your head for me All my niggas, we got stripes like it's ref on me All my young niggas gon' step for me, step for me Whole Southside gon' steal for me, kill me for me Drill for me, pop up with sticks, leave you peeled for me Got your baby mama servin' the pills for me When I get rich, move my clique to the hills with me Fuck that rap shit, I got rich off of juggs Million dollars, take my gang out the hood Yopper leave a nigga bloody like Suge Lil Greg got the thooka like wish a nigga would These fuck niggas mad I took off like a rocket Trapping forever, I'm never gon' stop it Twenty thousand cash stuffed in my pocket The plug need me, I'm the motherfuckin' socket [Interlude] Bitch ass nigga Know what the fuck goin' on nigga Big homie Yayo, bitch nigga I'm back on that, fuck a nick nigga What you talkin' about nigga? The fuck you niggas claimin' you whoopin' me nigga? Nigga touch lil Yayo it's a first degree nigga The fuck goin on nigga? Fuck all that opp shit nigga Gang, gang Yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Big bank on me, leave a fuck nigga shit stank Big K on me, leave a fuck nigga clique paint Diamonds water water like a motherfuckin' fish tank I got that thing on me I'm a real killer, these niggas can't hang with me My young niggas stain for me I say the word and they come get your brain for me Man come get your chain from me My young niggas geeking off red and off turtle HoodFame USA go hard for that murder These opp niggas talking, these niggas unheard of That fuck shit you talkin', ain't heard of that Give a fuck 'bout your clique, we'll pop up and murder that If that nigga survive, we gon' double back Now he cryin', the fake boom want his brother back [Outro] Pussy ass nigga Real killer shit nigga, ain't just G4E nigga You know how the fuck we rockin' nigga All that opp shit get you smoked nigga We ain't playin' no more nigga Fuck all that rap shit nigga, we gon' come kick your door nigga and shoot your dead in your motherfuckin' face nigga Tie your niece up and make you pay to get that bitch back nigga Fuck you talkin' 'bout nigga? When it's beef with us, niggas hittin kids and all nigga Don't give a fuck nigga Every time I tie a nigga grandma up and slap the shit out her stupid ass nigga Ayy, I know you miss your mama nigga I'ma send you right to that bitch nigga, on gang Real four twenty-one, 4E nigga Livin' legend
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