Up The Score Lyrics

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Nigga talking crazy

We Gone burp that baby

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Somebody tell his momma we gone hurt her baby

When I give your ass a Shot

Lor Nigga It ain't Casa

So many Opps in the building it's a opera

Trap nigga I was playing hide and seek with the knockers

Don't end up on the wrong side of a chopper

Real North shit

Pull up like a Forklift

45 Rubber grip

I might let Nina blow you a kiss

Ayee What's the Point of using verbs

If ain't no Actions behind your words

Real king of North East ion know these other Nerds

Feeling like Pac when we ride on our enemies

Watch these rats cause when they squeak

You get conspiracy

So many Blickies in this truck it's impeccable

If 12 pull us over

Boy we going federal

I got the block in a headlock

Laser with the Red dot

Northeast the DMV all you get is head shots

Play you lay ain't cutting no cards

You reach for my chain I send you to God

Niggas sneak dissing won't get them far

Got My name everywhere like R Long

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Nigga talking crazy

We Gone burp that baby

Up the score

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Somebody tell his momma we gone hurt her baby

I Do All the Stepping Keep a weapon it's just just for protection

Don't come to my section I'm the 700 007

Smith and Wesson

That's usually a nigga preference

ACR hit a nigga in a millisecond

Baba yaga

Once I up the Chopper ain't no need for doctors

40 Glock a shake em like maracas

Hit him and his Partners

If you crip let's get It cracking

If you blood let's get It popping

And the Glock 17

It's a mother fucking minor

You say you want to be gang

Until we get on gang shit

Do a lor nip tuck

Give his ass a face lift

I can never trust the boy if he made a statement

Talking on them jail phones giving niggas cases

You need a place to go

I can get you placement

Send you on a first class trip to the pavement

North East zone 12 700 gang shit

We up on the score boards cause we can't miss

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Nigga talking crazy

We Gone burp that baby

Up the score

Up the score

Up the score

Then slide some more

Somebody tell his momma we gone hurt her baby