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**KobeNoBryant**
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [bitch
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffing
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [gimme that
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffin’
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon

Still on the block serving jay’s
Still in the hood catching plays
She got a man but that’s bae
I put my kids on her face
I’m a big dog in the streets, we go to war when there’s beef [facts
We shoot them shots like a three, lil’ niggas look up to me [on my momma
I love my money and weed, I love my money and freaks [freak-os
I love my money and lean, I love my money and geeks
I love my money and diamonds, I fell in love with the streets [streets
Payment that’s all in a minute, been in the trap for weeks
Posted with bands, got lots of tweaks – I ride around with a choppa on me
My niggas baby, they servin up pee, I’m throwing packs like Hercules
I’m in this bitch off percs and beans, me and lil’ Evvv boutta pull out some lean
We hang with gang, can’t pull up on me
My niggas fight back

He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [bitch
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffing
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [gimme that
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffin’
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon

**Evvv**
Pull out with KobeNoBryant
You ain’t getting money, you lying
all on my zone, if I keep the
Shooting the, perfect timing
Yuh, slatt, yeah I’m fine
She gon’ give me head, why so dry
Can’t fuck that pussy got mileage

So tell me the plan, though
Fuck with the perc, no xans though
? Layin’ low, might give his ass a halo
All blue hunnids, it’s play-dough
Spent my guap like ‘tato
One punch knockout, it’s K.O
Drop his phone {?] faygo, slatt

I’m on a mission
I gotta get it, run up them digits
Don’t fuck with you bitches
Don’t fuck with you niggas, you niggas be snitches
Smokin them woods I relax in the churches
These niggas want beef but they part of my fitness
[You don’t want
Don’t act about shit that ain’t none of your business

**KobeNoBryant**
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [bitch
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffing
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [gimme that
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffin’
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon

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**KobeNoBryant**
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [bitch
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffing
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [gimme that
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffin’
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon

Still on the block serving jay’s
Still in the hood catching plays
She got a man but that’s bae
I put my kids on her face
I’m a big dog in the streets, we go to war when there’s beef [facts
We shoot them shots like a three, lil’ niggas look up to me [on my momma
I love my money and weed, I love my money and freaks [freak-os
I love my money and lean, I love my money and geeks
I love my money and diamonds, I fell in love with the streets [streets
Payment that’s all in a minute, been in the trap for weeks
Posted with bands, got lots of tweaks – I ride around with a choppa on me
My niggas baby, they servin up pee, I’m throwing packs like Hercules
I’m in this bitch off percs and beans, me and lil’ Evvv boutta pull out some lean
We hang with gang, can’t pull up on me
My niggas fight back

He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [bitch
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffing
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [gimme that
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffin’
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon

**Evvv**
Pull out with KobeNoBryant
You ain’t getting money, you lying
all on my zone, if I keep the
Shooting the, perfect timing
Yuh, slatt, yeah I’m fine
She gon’ give me head, why so dry
Can’t fuck that pussy got mileage

So tell me the plan, though
Fuck with the perc, no xans though
? Layin’ low, might give his ass a halo
All blue hunnids, it’s play-dough
Spent my guap like ‘tato
One punch knockout, it’s K.O
Drop his phone {?] faygo, slatt

I’m on a mission
I gotta get it, run up them digits
Don’t fuck with you bitches
Don’t fuck with you niggas, you niggas be snitches
Smokin them woods I relax in the churches
These niggas want beef but they part of my fitness
[You don’t want
Don’t act about shit that ain’t none of your business

**KobeNoBryant**
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [bitch
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffing
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon
He talking shit, we gon’ rob him [gimme that
Fuck on his bitch and his momma [momma
I ride around with a choppa
I’m getting guap
Fuck on that bitch and her best friend
I wear my straps like I’m reffin’
Make it out the streets, I’m destined
Still on the block, on my weapon

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