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An1gino - Elo Lyrics

[Intro: AC640]
(Yoyo the producer)
(Bo Jackson, nigga)

[Verse 1: AC640]
Pop my door, I'm doing it quick
We got her on twos, swiss-cheese his whip
And I don't miss with them switches
I got hats on my belt, I'm the reason why your dead-ass man swimming with the fishes
I could turn a one into two but I really fell in love with the killing
I don't care if you crack one nigga, that shit too easy
I done cracked three niggas, one Peezy
I get on my vic and I turn into a creep
When I fled that scene that nigga was bleeding
We stand on shit with a gun or a sword
For the love of that money, I'ma collect my reward
For the love of that money, I'ma get shit done
I was 12 years old when I picked up a gun
Shit really fucked up in the city, gotta work around the west
Better ask how I leave shit flat
[?] stop this car
Tryna catch two in one with this blatt
And shhh got knocked off that motherfucking bike
You get sent down to Heaven [?] like a dyke
He had a gun in the streets, you wasn't using it right
When you're deep in the war, you better play your mirrors at night
I know I'ma be good 'cause the streets in the jail, on Kat I'ma be tight
I'ma rock a nigga to sleep with this knife
When I ride out the A you know we ride with that Mic'
And I really got hats on my belt, tryna jump in this shits like playing with your life
I'm really a demon like Satan
When I'm working the switch it's like Tom off the Pacers
And I'm fucking with 5, we going on capers
And Benji don't like you, I hate you
And we standing on business for Low
If you speak on that name then your ass gotta go
[Verse 2: Benji Blue Bills]
(Elo)
We left his ass dead in the store
You speak on my brother, we banging his fro
We smoke his ass like a joe
Can I get some money?" I told the bitch, "Hell no"
I'm losing the count on this score
I walk down the opp, and I roll up his dead bro
Brain time 'til I see Jello
I pop out the dark, like "hello my nigga, what's going?"
Long live Elo, I'm keeping on stepping on niggas
Get over here, where is you going?
I'm swinging that stick while I'm rich, I don't give a fuck
I flip the clip and I keep blowing
I'm standing right behind that bitch
That bitch it got kick, I feed that stick and it keep flowing

[Verse 3: AC640]
And if 12 get behind this whip I ain't slowing down
Nigga, you know I'ma keep going
And you know I ain't saving no bitch, she fucking all the men, that lil' bitch horny
My Drac' real dirty as shit, it fucked up your block, and that lil' bitch a whore
I'm a rapper but I still go get in that car and go fuck up your block some more
I'll fuck up your block again
Like two, three niggas get shot when I bend
When you ride with them Drac's and your two-cars deep, hop out and you boxing 'em in
On Kat I ain't fighting no niggas, them 7.62s like Mike when they hit you
This the last time I say it, nigga, if you speak on Low, on Kat I'ma get you
[Outro: AC640]
(On Kat if you speak on Low your ass gon' get cracked nigga, I'm not playing)