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you niggas bleed\nYeah, Bloody Mary\nI'm the one with the money, so I ain't the one with the gun\nAll I do is give the word to the one with the gun\nI'm triple OG, Fuque splitting a Sweet\nFuck bitches, get money, mission complete\nMan, fuck these niggas, I ain't worried 'bout 'em\nThese niggas pure pussy, pull a pearl out 'em\nYeah, I got a virgin, I call her Madonna\nBut I ain't trippin', her head is a monster\nYeah, we do this for real\nSwear to God, I never shoot unless I'm shooting to kill\nYoung wild motherfucker, pop you and a pill\nBoy, instead of writing raps, you should be writing your will\nYou a dead man\nI get to poppin' this bitch, watch where your head land\nI ain't right, I swear to God, I need my head scanned\nStand up and eat that pussy while she on a headstand\nI'm a dog, ho\nCamo cargos, semi-auto\nMy bitch sniff more lines than a barcode, yeah\nWish I could take a shot of Ciroc with Pac\nSorry for the wait 'til my album drop","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.98] Man, fuck these niggas\n[00:13.08] \"Tunechi's back, Tunechi's back\"\n[00:16.43] There's all these bitches screaming that Tunechi's back\n[00:19.66] All eyes on me, nigga, picture how I'm rolling\n[00:23.18] Strapped up with that Mac, masked up like a goalie\n[00:26.44] Man, my bitch on that coke, she snorted four and a baby\n[00:29.95] Now, the bitch owe me, she sell that pussy and pay me\n[00:33.42] They saying, \"Tunechi's back, Tunechi's back\"\n[00:37.00] And I brought them twins with me, nigga, Click and Clack\n[00:40.32] Let's go\n[00:40.71] Out on bail, work on the scale\n[00:43.82] Put some change on your head, boy, you on sale\n[00:47.03] Yeah, I'll see you in hell, pop-pop, get well\n[00:50.50] Make breakfast, 'cause I got you walking on egg shells\n[00:53.99] Xan with that lean\n[00:55.78] I ain't a begging motherfucker, but, nigga, please\n[00:59.02] And I aim this motherfucker at your memories\n[01:02.31] And all my niggas Bloods, but we make you niggas bleed\n[01:05.89] Yeah, Bloody Mary\n[01:08.02] I'm the one with the money, so I ain't the one with the gun\n[01:11.07] All I do is give the word to the one with the gun\n[01:14.32] I'm triple OG, Fuque splitting a Sweet\n[01:17.94] Fuck bitches, get money, mission complete\n[01:21.47] Man, fuck these niggas, I ain't worried 'bout 'em\n[01:24.89] These niggas pure pussy, pull a pearl out 'em\n[01:28.03] Yeah, I got a virgin, I call her Madonna\n[01:32.84] But I ain't trippin', her head is a monster\n[01:35.62] Yeah, we do this for real\n[01:38.56] Swear to God, I never shoot unless I'm shooting to kill\n[01:41.87] Young wild motherfucker, pop you and a pill\n[01:45.10] Boy, instead of writing raps, you should be writing your will\n[01:48.99] You a dead man\n[01:50.36] I get to poppin' this bitch, watch where your head land\n[01:53.71] I ain't right, I swear to God, I need my head scanned\n[01:57.16] Stand up and eat that pussy while she on a headstand\n[02:00.55] I'm a dog, ho\n[02:02.43] Camo cargos, 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do this for real\nSwear to God I never shoot unless I'm shooting to kill\nYoung wild mutha-fcka pop you and a pill\nBoy instead of writing raps you should be writing your will\nYou a dead man, I get to poppin' this bitch\nWatch where your head land\nI aint right I swear to God, I need my head scanned\nStand up and eat that p-ssy while she on a head stand\nI'm a dog hoe, camo cargo's, semi auto's\nMy bitch sniff more lines than a barcode\nYeah\nWish I could take a shot of Ciroc with Pac\nSorry for the wait til my album drop...","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.81] Man, f-ck these niggas\n[00:14.09] Tunechi's back, Tunechi's back\n[00:16.91] Thats all these bitches screaming that Tunechi's back\n[00:20.22] All eyes on me\n[00:21.90] Nigga pict' how I'm rollin'\n[00:23.33] Strapped up with that mac\n[00:25.25] Masked up like a goalie\n[00:27.00] Mad my bitch on that coke\n[00:28.52] She snorted 4 on the bed\n[00:30.42] Now the bitch on me\n[00:31.95] She selling p-ssy and pay me\n[00:33.62] They 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mac\nMasked up like a goalie\nMad my bitch on that coke\nShe snorted 4 on the bed\nNow the bitch on me\nShe selling p-ssy and pay me\n\nThey sayin' Tunechi's back, Tunchi's back\nAnd I bought them twins with me, nigga, click and clack\nLets go\n\nOut on bail\nWork on the scale\nPut some change on ya head\nBoy, you on sale\nYeah I see you in hell\nPop pop get well\nMake breakfast cause I got you walking on egg shells\nZan with that lean\nI aint a beggin' muthaf-cka\nBut nigga please\nAnd I aim this muthaf-cka at your memories\nAnd all my niggas bloods but we make you niggas bleed\nYeah, bloody mary\nI'm the one with the money so I aint the one with the gun\nAll I do is give the word to the one with the gun\nI'm triple OG, fugue splitting the sweet\nF-ck bitches get money\nMission complete\n\nMan f-ck these niggas I aint worried bout 'em\nThese niggas pure p-ssy, pull a pearl out em?\nYeah, I got a virgin I call her Madaonna\nBut I aint trippin, her head is a monster\nYeah, we do this 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Tunechi's back, Tunchi's back\n[00:37.37] And I bought them twins with me, nigga, click and clack\n[00:40.50] Lets go\n[00:41.23] Out on bail\n[00:42.91] Work on the scale\n[00:44.11] Put some change on ya head\n[00:45.88] Boy, you on sale\n[00:47.60] Yeah I see you in hell\n[00:49.35] Pop pop get well\n[00:51.05] Make breakfast cause I got you walking on egg shells\n[00:54.45] Zan with that lean\n[00:56.05] I aint a beggin' muthaf-cka\n[00:58.18] But nigga please\n[00:59.62] And I aim this muthaf-cka at your memories\n[01:02.92] And all my niggas bloods but we make you niggas bleed\n[01:06.43] Yeah, bloody mary\n[01:08.28] I'm the one with the money so I aint the one with the gun\n[01:11.43] All I do is give the word to the one with the gun\n[01:15.00] I'm triple OG, fugue splitting the sweet\n[01:18.42] F-ck bitches get money\n[01:20.53] Mission complete\n[01:21.88] Man f-ck these niggas I aint worried bout 'em\n[01:25.27] These niggas pure p-ssy, pull a pearl out em?\n[01:28.75] 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