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Gun smoke, when you hear me cockin' it and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, leave you layin' on the floor,
Buck, buck, buck shots, come, come now what you
Pussy mad and clots

Gun smoke, when you hear me it back and me gun go
Booyakaa booyakaa, leave you layin' on the floor,
Buck, buck, shots, come, come now what you mean?
mad and blood clots, gun smoke

Poof, nobody the ghost
When it's gun on the track, you know Yung Ro wrote this
Yeah, forever Color Changin' Click homie 'cuz I the type
To switch some the real niggaz never pick phonies

To with me, I ride 1 deep
Solo with a next to me
So many wanna plex with me
And I'ma show em' all next to see

Peek-a-boo, there's gun
how my gun go
Shots out to Po-Yo
On the block like on the mash for dough

And I'ma fly, cocky, ignorant
You don't wanna see me in a mood
Just trust me dog, sit and be
And we could see how fast pivot move

Bitch, that's how I plex, em'
With a red-beam, not Neo, can't dodge what I'm shootin'
So if you hatin', you better be expectin' fire
From nobody, the and the Mixtape Messiah

So you sayin' slick, say it to my face
on the tip of my tongue and I'm gettin' tired of it's taste
Hey, not for you son, let me give you the truth son
You not the son, we the realest reppin' Houston

Color Changin' Click, we hot, ain't mayne
Cockin' back I'm sprayin' man, I'm, I'm just sayin'
What I do to help you kids understand
Love Ro, if not for rap for he is as a man

inspiration in the hood for niggaz that struggle
Quit complainin', sad songs get up and hustle
Get ya money mayne, sleep later and get nothin'
No love, no patience, no cash, no love, nothin'

In they face get money nigga because I'm true to it
And it's nothin' let you tell it, somethin' you new to it
And keep makin' you bitch niggaz mad at me
Say Koopa, fuck rap, niggaz can't with my mentality

Yeah,
Yeah, yeah, nobody, the man
Sho', uh, uh,
It's Koopa, it's Mixtape, M-m-mixtape, M-m-mixtape Messiah

Yeah, I'm the man the chief, look how I handle
Ass who thinkin' that they could have my streets
I'm wavin' my at a random sweep
Anybody that want it, can get a can of

Why you kissin' and my lil Spanish freak?
She kissin' and me how the bang it sleep
If it's someone else it's playin', weak
It's a problem who gonna go it, it's me

Real niggaz be sayin' what of man is he
Is the nigga a Nigga let me see
I know the nigga a man then me
If he said to instead of me

You some noise, it don't jam to me
So the game is currently depend on me
I'm the nigga that you a 50 jammin' street
If I bomb on the nigga, I'ma fantal

Give a damn if I loose a fans a week
'Cuz niggaz that's is gonna stand with me
Give a if I loose a couple friends a week
'Cuz I to the end and it'll end with me

And some pretend to be,
But they just the feeling
You know he fake and you it with him
And the nigga be thinkin' his is hittin'

Who the hell is makin' niggin'?
like he ready to slander me
Like he never gon' have to be
Dealin' the, uh Majesty

Chamillionaire yeah, I'm a livin'
You fakin' a
And I give a damn who's house you in
I bring the roof like it's weights in the ceiling

Yeah, man
Respect the
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yeah already, get him