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I dreamed I was a bottle of bourbon 
Trapped in a burning down house
Then I heard you screamin' in the other room 
Tryin' to catch that roustabout
the nail on the head
If you had it your way, L.A. rap would be dead
But it's not like that, we got the suckers bumpin
Wear the wrong color, get broke off
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do

Different ways
flambé
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunkt
The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunkt
The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come
the break! 
Shake and motivate, stimulate 

By this ways that you dying you have in your clutch 
Fall in love like a drug 
Call out into her love flood
want to sink my inches, into that bitch's, 
Berry-framed mouth" 
So one goes North, the other South 
To sanctified places where in-house spirits
I dream what these wings won't do
'Cause counting sheep is as easy as 1 2
Jumping out the nest to catch some bird food
Clutch so intense that
glass, I became scorched by loving stupidity and individuality.
I had to choose the special one, the unique that stood boldly alone and winked a wicked
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
[Chorus:]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan?s, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by
[Chorus]
They mad at me
Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me)
Good got Jordan's, the sun in my Range (they mad at me)
Pass by don't
the microphone is in my clutch
I get props, I get stopped by the cops
That's how it is hops, when my tape's in a box
I've been through crews like a ho
And took em
know I got to keep ballin'
Till the FEDs come we ballin' out
Y'all niggas y'all know what this about when I'm ballin'
That stash house, we in and out
We
I keep a (?) up under
Cause nigga you a blunder
Got rock by the thunder
Cryin to Bun, but he the reason that we done ya
Gave us the word, said we keep
Whack niggas sleep rappin' and woke up in trouble
Whack niggas with that sleep rap and then woke up in trouble
You were cool ten years ago, your
Everything dismounts, niggas gone flip that car
AK's for the whole hood
House lit went down perfect
Two shots to the head he deserved it
Overheard it hit
em know we in the house 
CL hit em off with the verses 

Never judge a book by the cover; discover the Soul Brother 
With the Mecca Don Workin'
a day buzzed
Tripping on heights, wishing for Nikes in different flavors
The age of Kane and Big Daddy,shown by the caddies
Uncles named Larry, that
the black and brown that got carried away
To the morg, when I look in the mirror I see the Lord


"Oh my God" [Scratched by TT]

[Tash]
Since niggas
50 shots flyin', fly
Nigga, you want beef with I?
I hope you lyin', but why?
In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by
Huh? Nigga,
of the words that were urgent oh yeah

This little girly wants to get to the action
Rob another bank and win a reaction
Didn't know she owned a gun
Didn't know
and more IN-OUTS 

I peddle smut like paper routes, your mom's house 

catches IN-OUTS, and IN-OUTS, and more IN-OUTS 

I spray fluid by the ounce,
flambé
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunkt
The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunkt
The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come