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And here comes number 13, Mr. Alt
Coming from the three point line right now
Oh, shit, that nigga's dead (oh my fucking God)
Oh God
Kid's talkin' out his neck, he gon' meet that fucking rahhhh
We gon' kick yo' door, one, two, three and four, you hit, I rahhhh
Murder what she wrote, saw him in the scope I'm 'bouta' rahhhh
Put that shit apart, he ain't get a note, that nigga died
Knock up at yo' door, let me in, bitch, I'm gon' need that neck
Fuck he talking for, stay up on that bitch, don't get pressed
I might take yo' hoe, give and go, pass her to my left
And that fire toke, lead the weapon, it rip through yo' chest
Heard she got a big ol' booty, told that bitch to make it bounce
I'ma get up in that coochie, kill that cat and dog her out
They gon' arf when I arf 'cause they know what I'm about
Shit get wicked on this side, I say trust a different route
Hold the fuck up, nigga
Hold the fuck up
Steps in this bitch, break necks in this bitch
Kill tech in this bitch, shadow X in this bitch
Give a fuck about yo' vest, we aim for heads in this bitch
I say ya, trick ya
I'm the best in this bitch
