You got reason to brag
37. packin heat like a mag,
If you can't take the heat
Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat
Benchmarks that hit peek and produce heat,
I can always go home and look down my street
So you got some bars, you thinking you spitting heat?
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet
The blunt sweet lubricatin hunnies in crunk heat,
We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat
I’m way harder than the concrete
Murder verses bursts of furnace heat
Plenty beef to go around and plenty me to stand the heat
Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet
Last of a dying breed
And you know i got the heat.
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