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[Intro: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Rizzoo Rizzoo cuttin' up This Koncept P, the beat knocking Cuttin’ up It's hot [Chorus: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Big Glock on me, I'ma hit him (Hit him) I’ma send his ass to the devil (To the devil) Ride with the sticks, heavy metal (Metal) We gon' double back, make sure we get him (Double back, yeah) Ooh, late night, the Tahoe, we trailing him (We trailing him) When we kill him, we not even telling him (Not telling him) If you talking 'bout smoke, we inhaling it (Gas) We gon' cut off his finger, we mailing it (Mailing) Ooh, late night on the North Side, they creepin' My young niggas, they ready to kill for no reason Hoodie, black mask, this is they season They run from the task, they make it look easy They tryna get the cash to feed all they people Nigga got caught 'cause he squealing (He squealing) Boy, I'm stackin' these hundreds all the way to the ceiling Tryna come with a plan, tryna make me a million [Verse 1: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Ooh, when that money come in I’ma put on my crew If you talkin’ 'bout millions, I need me ’bout two Buy a lot of AK's, turn this bitch to the zoo Show these niggas they weak, they ain't built for that shoe Step over a nigga, got blood on my shoe My lil' apes stay hungry, they looking for food Flip his whole car, put his ass on the news I copped a K and it came with a knife You play with my hot boys, they takin’ your life (It's hot) 16-year-old tryna get him some stripes He young and he reckless, he ready to ride You talkin' 'bout grease then he ready to slide He right in your tree when you walking outside Knock out your brain, nigga, big homicide Big roller bite off, nigga, then we get hot [Interlude: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Rizzoo Rizzoo cuttin' up (It's hot) [Chorus: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Big Glock on me, I'ma hit him (Hit him) I'ma send his ass to the devil (To the devil) Ride with the sticks, heavy metal (Metal) We gon' double back, make sure we get him (Double back, yeah) Ooh, late night, the Tahoe, we trailing him (We trailing him) When we kill him, we not even telling him (Not telling him) If you talking 'bout smoke, we inhaling it (Gas) We gon' cut off his finger, we mailing it (Mailing) Ooh, late night on the North Side, they creepin' My young niggas, they ready to kill for no reason Hoodie, black mask, this is they season They run from the task, they make it look easy They tryna get the cash to feed all they people Nigga got caught 'cause he squealing (He squealing) Boy, I'm stackin' these hundreds all the way to the ceiling [Verse 2: Goonew & Rizzoo Rizzoo] Slide on his block with that heavy metal Hundred band jugg, a nigga never settle Homicide Houston, nigga, heavy metal I'm totin' that gun, nigga, I'm a felon Homicide way, send him to the heaven I'm drippin' in sauce, nigga livin' pepper I'm smoking on opp pack, I know you smell it Got a new four-five, heavy metal Uh, we just gon' drive in that fast car 12 behind me, gotta dash, uh Bad bitch with a fat ass, uh It's too hot, nigga, get a fan, uh Bad bitch, feet in the sand, uh Next bitch gettin' her head done My main bitch said she fed up I told her give that head up (It's up) [Chorus: Rizzoo Rizzoo] Big Glock on me, I'ma hit him (Hit him) I'ma send his ass to the devil (To the devil) Ride with the sticks, heavy metal (Metal) We gon' double back, make sure we get him (Double back, yeah) Ooh, late night, the Tahoe, we trailing him (We trailing him) When we kill him, we not even telling him (Not telling him) If you talking 'bout smoke, we inhaling it (Gas) We gon' cut off his finger, we mailing it (Mailing) Ooh, late night on the North Side, they creepin' My young niggas, they ready to kill for no reason Hoodie, black mask, this is they season They run from the task, they make it look easy They tryna get the cash to feed all they people Nigga got caught 'cause he squealing (He squealing) Boy, I'm stackin' these hundreds all the way to the ceiling (Stackin' the hundreds, hey)
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