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Lil K

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Everyone has to follow the rules, Jim
No exceptions
That's how wars are won

Some people suffer
That man is weak
A disgrace to his uniform
To hell with that guy

Hear the bass beatin down the block, yeah you know that's me
Movin' like the military, nigga, you don't want no beef
Hit a nigga block, have bash come clean the scene
Rerock the nigga, but the bottle said promethazine

Shit, nigga, that is not no juice
Drop a hundred, got to the crib and the stock was loose
If I ain't knock a nigga teeth out shit, I knock them loose
Four ounces in the deuce of sprite  when I hit the booth

Who's that knockin' at the door? Just another fien
Pulled the pistol, shot the nigga, look like he was finna swing
You could hear the motor, cuz that bitch kinda soundin mean n my opps broke tweakin shi they ain't on a thing

Dough just dropped another hit, now this is mine
Real street, niggas, shit, y'all bitches better visualize
Wait, they house got a couple cameras, let me improvise we'll do a nigga wrong, shit, we pick our fights

Dough used to rob houses, this nigga got the block hot
Drop a whole hundred out the window got the chop hot
This nigga actin' like a deebo, nigga, but you not stop
Big 40 on my hip, that bitch like a cock block

Bitch, I'm ready for war
Gave her long john silver n she beggin' for more
There's a nine in my jeans when I'm in the store
Drop him on the floor, buy my shit and walk out the door

Twenty songs plus these other niggas need to check the score
Doughboy, I'm way too clever, I got plenty of skill
Spinnin' blocks without a mask when I pop a seal
I was doin' bad diggin' in the trash for a decent meal

Shit, I ain't judgein' nobody, nigga, that's what they chose
Doughboy steppin' on shit, better watch yo toes
I want the motherfuckin' cash, I don't want yo hoe
Nigga might get your ass popped, don't stand too close

Niggas iffy shit, get tricky, I can't trust nothin'
Call me Lil' Ceasar, how I'm ready, n I keep shit comin'
She say I think I'm a know-it-all, but I don't know nothin'
Hit her from the back, that ass fat like a chicken dumpling

Beat it up, break her off, then I hit the booth
The way I'm talkin' shit if i was you I'd hate me too
Ice cold pimp on the mic, I'm way too smooth
Sittin' on my ass, spittin' lines while I'm sippin' sploosh

I ain't givin' no time to a bitch that smell like oof
You ain't gettin' a dollar from me, hoe, I'm not no goof
Four-star general in the field, I'm not no private
We finessin' for the loot like some new age pirates

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