Made it out the O
I just had to make a way
Niggas see lil C-Ball
And I put it in they face
Free my f*cking brother
He was supposed to beat that case
3-22-12 gang
Nigga run up, I eat his face
Choppa crank like soldier them
I walk down like a general or a lieutenant I feel like a soldier nigga
Nine millimeter, will rip your shoulder, nigga
I slide with a fye back, then they ain't wanna believe me
But I thought I told you, nigga
Aye Lord gone point that finger I'm a back door him
I don't even know the nigga
Aye C-Ball hide in your bushes pop up at your door, nigga like Jehovah Witness
I'm fresh off a line of that activist nigga run up, I might just smoke the nigga
Lil C-Ball, this bitch bad as hell I swear to God, this bitch need a whooping
Lil C-Ball broke as hell I got a bag and I start selling cookies
Might walk down, face shot slide with every goddamn fye
Face shot a nigga for looking
Nigga, this is exotic za
Get a bad bitch to get that drop cause he too scared to send that drop
This a G-Lock
Fifth gen G-Lock gone leave that nigga right there on that block
Probably somewhere in the box
Probably somewhere in the Bronx
Draco is fresh out the box
Opp niggas don't even want no parts
Give me my credit, nigga give me my props
These not guns and drugs these props
I stuffed 100K in my socks
I might pull Hellcat out the lot
I might ball way above the rim
Come through trim, I come through trim
Big ass grabba full of him
I just be dropping hell of gems
Made it out the O
I just had to make a way
Niggas see lil C-Ball
And I put it in they face
Free my f*cking brother
He was supposed to beat that case
3-22-12 gang
Nigga run up, I eat his face
Choppa crank like soldier them
I walk down like a general or a lieutenant I feel like a soldier nigga
Nine millimeter, will rip your shoulder, nigga
I slide with a fye back, then they ain't wanna believe me
But I thought I told you, nigga
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Made it out the O
I just had to make a way
Niggas see lil C-Ball
And I put it in they face
Free my f*cking brother
He was supposed to beat that case
3-22-12 gang
Nigga run up, I eat his face
Choppa crank like soldier them
I walk down like a general or a lieutenant I feel like a soldier nigga
Nine millimeter, will rip your shoulder, nigga
I slide with a fye back, then they ain't wanna believe me
But I thought I told you, nigga
Aye Lord gone point that finger I'm a back door him
I don't even know the nigga
Aye C-Ball hide in your bushes pop up at your door, nigga like Jehovah Witness
I'm fresh off a line of that activist nigga run up, I might just smoke the nigga
Lil C-Ball, this bitch bad as hell I swear to God, this bitch need a whooping
Lil C-Ball broke as hell I got a bag and I start selling cookies
Might walk down, face shot slide with every goddamn fye
Face shot a nigga for looking
Nigga, this is exotic za
Get a bad bitch to get that drop cause he too scared to send that drop
This a G-Lock
Fifth gen G-Lock gone leave that nigga right there on that block
Probably somewhere in the box
Probably somewhere in the Bronx
Draco is fresh out the box
Opp niggas don't even want no parts
Give me my credit, nigga give me my props
These not guns and drugs these props
I stuffed 100K in my socks
I might pull Hellcat out the lot
I might ball way above the rim
Come through trim, I come through trim
Big ass grabba full of him
I just be dropping hell of gems
Made it out the O
I just had to make a way
Niggas see lil C-Ball
And I put it in they face
Free my f*cking brother
He was supposed to beat that case
3-22-12 gang
Nigga run up, I eat his face
Choppa crank like soldier them
I walk down like a general or a lieutenant I feel like a soldier nigga
Nine millimeter, will rip your shoulder, nigga
I slide with a fye back, then they ain't wanna believe me
But I thought I told you, nigga
I just had to make a way
Niggas see lil C-Ball
And I put it in they face
Free my f*cking brother
He was supposed to beat that case
3-22-12 gang
Nigga run up, I eat his face
Choppa crank like soldier them
I walk down like a general or a lieutenant I feel like a soldier nigga
Nine millimeter, will rip your shoulder, nigga
I slide with a fye back, then they ain't wanna believe me
But I thought I told you, nigga
Aye Lord gone point that finger I'm a back door him
I don't even know the nigga
Aye C-Ball hide in your bushes pop up at your door, nigga like Jehovah Witness
I'm fresh off a line of that activist nigga run up, I might just smoke the nigga
Lil C-Ball, this bitch bad as hell I swear to God, this bitch need a whooping
Lil C-Ball broke as hell I got a bag and I start selling cookies
Might walk down, face shot slide with every goddamn fye
Face shot a nigga for looking
Nigga, this is exotic za
Get a bad bitch to get that drop cause he too scared to send that drop
This a G-Lock
Fifth gen G-Lock gone leave that nigga right there on that block
Probably somewhere in the box
Probably somewhere in the Bronx
Draco is fresh out the box
Opp niggas don't even want no parts
Give me my credit, nigga give me my props
These not guns and drugs these props
I stuffed 100K in my socks
I might pull Hellcat out the lot
I might ball way above the rim
Come through trim, I come through trim
Big ass grabba full of him
I just be dropping hell of gems
Made it out the O
I just had to make a way
Niggas see lil C-Ball
And I put it in they face
Free my f*cking brother
He was supposed to beat that case
3-22-12 gang
Nigga run up, I eat his face
Choppa crank like soldier them
I walk down like a general or a lieutenant I feel like a soldier nigga
Nine millimeter, will rip your shoulder, nigga
I slide with a fye back, then they ain't wanna believe me
But I thought I told you, nigga
Writer: roderick miller jr
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