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  Yuh
  Ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh
  Ayy, turn up a little, would ya?
  Ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh
  Finna have to hop on a different booth on these niggas
  Ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh
  Yuh, yuh, ayy, yuh
  Voot up, voot up
  Voot up, bitch! Want my dick? Pop that pussy like a zit, yuh
  Fuck do you mean? That Im mean? Suck my dick, yuh 
  Stay with that Glock, I wont run from the opps, ayy
  News say Im shot, if thats me, thats the cops, ayy 
  Stop it, ayy, Gothic, ayy
  Might rip the head off the prophet, ayy 
  Andy my clips, Milonakis, ayy
  Empty that bitch, it aint nothing, ayy
  Fuck it, ayy, pump him, ayy
  I put his mouth on the carpet, ayy
  Stomp on his head and then perf it, ayy
  Hope that shit-talking was worth it, ayy
  Duffel bag, think a nigga need a duffel bag
  You brought your boy, you duck your bitch
  Pressure, son, think these niggas want pressure, son
  I grab the gun, extended clip
  Pussy boy, leave you bleeding like a pussy, boy
  You need a pack, you need a pitch
  Oh, fuck
  Ayy, pipe up, man, turn up, turn up