Just Rappin Pt. 2

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, I make this easy, please believe me Diamonds on me, I stay hungry
So I let this money feed me Showin' crystals, you gotta see these
Yeah, these haters wanna be me Cuz I'm on point, got my guard up

See, I son you like I'm CP Three guns on me, this ain't BB
Probably need a camera for you, get the picture Pray for you niggas, let me read you a scripture
She getting excited cuz a real nigga picked her She feeling loose it, must be the liquor
Dance on my table, don't forget the tip her, tip of this dick, I mean, I flipped her

Her legs starting to shake cuz of the way that I lick her Kick her out of the crib like I evicted her
Niggas, really out here playin' the victim lil bro, weighing the work on the Richter
Get too cold it feel like December, This drink I'm on, its fucking up the liver
I'll tell you some shit just for you to remember Watch out for snakes, they Boa Constrictors

New World out here, these people is tender Qualude started it, yeah, I'm the inventor
Yeah, I do this shit for the fam, make some money with my niggas
If you want 100 and it shows, you can help count out these figures
You can't move, but don't broke niggas get on fixed income, I figured

If yo plan don't involve, no bread then, naw my nigga, I can't f*ck with it
I'm real boss nigga, yeah, I know how to manage Come through shit, yeah, doin' real damage
The opps that I had, they ended up vanished We do drive-bys, it'll turn to, toe taggin
Qualude, nigga, yeah, show me your manners Smokin' this earth, got me off this planet

Yo bag ain't strong you niggas must've plant it Been that nigga before, this rappin
Fommob gang, us, niggas ain't average Ballin' real hard than the Dallas Mavericks
All about action, no, there ain't no lackin' If you ain't on business, hell yeah, we taxin
See a couple of hoes hell, yeah, I'm mackin' You ain't gotta ask hell yeah, I'm trappin

Red on me, hell naw, I ain't brackin' Rock with T's, hell yeah, what's crackin
I'm from the Chi, not paradise Niggas get shot off of a pair of dice
Niggas really out here takin' life Their minds be gone, they just ain't right
Just wanna piece your pie, two options Risk your life, or give them a slice

Lotta backstabbin' without a knife Not a lot of time, not playin' nice
That's why now I gotta carry a pipe Yeah, I just shoot with the heat Glen Rice
Yeah I stay low, but believe the hype Qualude goin' too hard on the mic
You gon' see me always pull up something slight Niggas doin' hits, they ridin' on bikes

Whatever's in the dark would come to the light You see a black nigga with all this ice
Qualude what you on, nigga, mind your business Whatever I'm doin', you know I'm gettin it
You see me, cheesing but, trust me, I ain't friendly Because my pockets, they filled up with Benjis
P's getting excited when I pull up in two minutes

She wanna f*ck with me, cause the dick different The diamonds hit different, she can tell the difference
Don't get attached, bitch, cause we linkin' Ride through the city, real low car tinted
.45 on me, gotta wood finish all wins, over losses, okay, let's get it
Fommob gang, we standin' on business

Me and lil' bro like Jordan and Pippen Never sweat these hoes nigga keep pimpin
Niggas like to OD they out here trippin' Smokin' on gas, this shit hit different

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