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What's Crackin (feat. Takeoff)

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Faith


Huh?
Yeah
Ayy

Look, pull up, what's crackin'
Pull up, what happen
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics
Pull up, what's crackin'
Pull up, what happen
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics

Tell my shooters call me Facetime
Cause we already done face time
Free D Nice he doin' state time
You need the blicky, you could take mine
Baby, yee I'm ridin' for my baby
One dere, two dere
Yeah we wylin up in Macy's
You ain't getting' bread cause you lazy
You call the cops and he gon' raid me
Nino cooler than a cooler he still the ooter
He don't settle for nothin'
Uh, bluffin', pussy boy stop all that bluffin'
Run Ricky, yeah he runnin'
Run Ricky, yeah he runnin'
Back out, brush em
Got some niggas that shoot you for nothin'
No politicin', no discussion
No politicin', no discussion
GeeJu, you ain't gettin' bread nigga GeeJu
Big nappy blue, that boy evil
Big nappy blue, that boy evil

Look, pull up, what's crackin'
Pull up, what happen
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics
Pull up, what's crackin'
Pull up, what happen
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics

(Takeoff) Pull up what happened
Pick up that fire and I'm blastin'
There wasn't no need to hit 'em with a ratchet
So fuck it I smack 'em (Smack em')
It's Takeoff the rocket
and I'm with the Woo, bitch, we everlastin'
I got a starting five that be natural (Natural)
And the bench be plastic (Plastic)
Whippin' that, that come with that
While I be swervin' in traffic
And the opposition better not (No)
'Cause they know what's gon happen (Tell em')
Talk to that boy, he on Facetime
Heard he got heaters so flatline
Don't know what you do 'bout yours
But I'mma go Kanye 'bout mine
My drill too cold, you catchin' pneumonia (Cold)
I took the beat and I gave it Corona
Send me the drop and my niggas be on ya
All in for God, now show my opponent
Ain't no complainin' 'bout makin' a bad boy
You gotta get it if you really want it
We be them niggas that fuck up the city
They know us for clapping out all our opponents

Look, pull up, what's crackin'
Pull up, what happen
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics
Pull up, what's crackin' (What's cracking')
Pull up, what happen (What happen')
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics

Pull up, what's crackin' (Crackin')
Pull up, what happen
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics
Pull up, what's crackin' (What's crackin')
Pull up, what happen (What happen')
A lot guns and automatics
A lot guns and automatics

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