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Uncle Murda - 62

feat. Tory Lanez

Yeah
Brooklyn

Them bitches go for 62 around this motherfucker
Don't fuck around and move around this motherfucker
You must not know how we move around this motherfucker
Just play it cool around this motherfucker

I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and fuck her (Yeah, yeah)
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and fuck her (Yeah, yeah)

The Mexicans got it straight around this motherfucker (Free Chapo)
Work coming in from L.A., around this motherfucker
Break it down, we don't sell weight 'round this mutherfucker (Ah, we don't do that)
We wan't every dollar being made around this mutherfucker

We sell that dope in the building
In front of their neighbors and children
I got to re-up mañana
My plug is like Tony Montana
I know the FED's got us on camera
They want to throw us in the slammer
They want to run up on mi casa
They thirsty go get 'em some agua

Three cellphones hotline blingin'
Trappin' all night (Trappin' all night)
Got lawyer money
No legal aid, we be alright
What's the bail? I bail out, we all bail out
The plug ain't worried, ten more bricks
Just got bailed out

Them bitches go for 62 around this mutherfucker
Don't fuck around and move around this mutherfucker
You must not know how we move around this mutherfucker
Just play it cool around this mutherfucker

I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and fuck her (Yeah, yeah)
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and fuck her

Niggas on the block all day around this mutherfucker
Niggas sellin' dope not yay', around this mutherfucker
Shit sounded like an AK around this mutherfucker
Bang, bang we'll let it spray around this mutherfucker

Look how that dope got 'em leaning
They know it's a 10, now they feigning
They get sick without it, they need it
I cut it with, no, that's a secret
Look how the plug got my poppin'
I want a Rollie, I can cop it
I can take ten bitches shoppin'
You know how there bitches love shoppin'

Three cellphones hotline blingin'
Trappin' all night
Got lawyer money
No legal aid, we be alright
What's the bail? I bail out, we all bail out
The plug ain't worried, ten more bricks
Just got bail out

Them bitches go for 62 around this mutherfucker
Don't fuck around and move around this mutherfucker
You must not know how we move around this mutherfucker
Just play it cool around this mutherfucker

I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and fuck her (Yeah, yeah)
I sell that dope where I want to (Skrrt)
I hit the poppie and fuck her

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