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Fes Taylor
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Pearl Handle
[Chorus:Fes Taylor] That Wolf Pack shit I got a fully load clip, nigga, I stay on that shit That what, that what, that Wolf Pack shit I got a fully load clip, nigga, I stay on that shit That what, that what, that Wolf Pack shit I got a fully load clip, nigga, I stay on that shit That what, that what, that Wolf Pack shit
[Fes Taylor:] First nigga pull a slammer out, usually don't die Try some shit you seen in the movie, the uzi by my side Go ahead, prove to me you live, knew that he a lie Nudity manage to me and Mary J. Blige Front on me or mines, need Medicaid cards Wolves will spray at your car, nigga better pray to God We don't got no hammers, right ('Get the fuck out my face with that shit') Son, I smack a nigga with the pearl handle, right To his fucking forehead [four gun shots] And now the nigga's all dead ('Feel better muthafucka? ') Hugging on the block on them corners and aves Know he got them quarters and halves, you want it in slabs You get it in bags, 12/12's hard to fit in bags Use corners, ripping the plastic bags Out of town shit, front at this rap shit Fuck all this clown shit, I'm done with this rap shit Niggas can snap, lean and pop, but if I snapped, then a nina pop Take a deep breath, then ya breathing stop Shoot back, even cops, over these bleeding blocks Crack ain't selling, run up in a reefer spot I hit the pizza spot, nigga, you a beast or not I got a plan ready, run up in Manfredi Tell him how the van's ready, how we expand Feddi
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