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hoe and had the people leaning
Like 2003 with an MP3 and with a shirt Misking
In the middle with not tight or baggy jeans know what I mean?
Before

sweet like zack and cody 
Oh they mad cause they below me 
Spend a bag to ice the rollie 
I'm in the lab all by my lonely 
Bitch i'm headed to the top

can't hit those
They just want a nigga dick cause his wrist froze
Who want smoke we gone pull up in a whip hoe
And send shots drive by through that window

Poor Performance so we over prepare 
Tell lil Cuz i got smoke with them niggas so don't go over there
40 with the pinky extension just bought the stick

Need something fixed 
WD-40
Or just use duck tape
Oh good Lordy
The swamp I was raised in
Oh what a time
Came back out here
To find some peace of mind
We

feel like Putin with chains, these niggas shoot but can't aim
I give a fuck bout a lame, knock you the fuck out the frame
What was you saying? You

fascinated by the wealth I'm taking
Can't look behind me
Fuck my past
Bitch I know I'm changing
For the better
I'm taking chances
No holding grudges
Apologize

the same
Let it Kurt co bang
Give me ten, that's just to borrow
Eighth gone by tomorrow
If your clique just test my shit, then your moms was best to swallow

to the waiters
Start with a dub, turn it to 40 then 80 above
And I got the bars, so clean so white you thought it was Dove
Now Im fiending, but it aint for nun

Twenty three murders, fifteen more think´s the police,
Twenty three victims, no one found in one piece,
Young, beautiful women killed by

head what you getta
It must be Killing season
For some droppas and suckers
Coward ass motherfuckers
Popping off that cappa
Could get you killed like

and a bust I'll thrust like Mr Bean
(Cuz, what the fuck do you mean?)
Sluts go nuts for the crust and the green
Never let them fuck with your dreams
No Blac

Oowoo
Look
Yea I'm a rookie to this shit wake yo game up 
Flexing was a hobby tell yo broke ass went bankrupt 
Bang tough 
Scary niggas keeping they

Fuck the radio they probably gonna ban this
And I'm trained to go I'm probably gonna blam this
It's Tone Rucka Muh Fucka what you thought boy
Nigga swore

I’m going to be
I ain’t dealing with authorities
Build a bridge up for the RBG
People still say that the talk is cheap
What Im spittin is getting all in

the first time in 2009 at O’kelly
Hotboxing in the middle bathroom of the dorm, Carolina weed was so smelly
Then head to the common area after we got

cappn Dey not on my level
Dese bullets bite hot like a hot chili pepper 

Care where you from I don't care what you reppn
All of my niggas get real

man
The streets what I know
Cuz shit, that's all I was taught
I’m runnin'
I’m chasin' dat money
I catch a play
Then I quarterback 2 my mans
I need them

do not know
Why, what you get when you multiply six by nine, is forty-two
But rest assured I’m well-aware
Of all the anger in the air
For our home is

from the trailer parks 
In the G town with the country girls 

Big 40 When I'm yeezy steppin 
Heard he talking what he really reppen

Slim nigga but she

wanna jump him

Put him in the spot,

now watch 40 Dayton niggas stomp him

I play for more then keeps

so if we beef, then bitch don't sleep

'cause I

WHAT it BE e63 high speeds bus shots at rap police out of vacuum 
Intergalactic my verses hold weight in zero gravity
Happily one of none swimmin laps

suspicious
No getting it twisted
I'm knocking your pistons
I'ma take my time
I'ma take my sweet ole time going 80 in a 40
Someone stop me or report me
Someone

and slide through

Swing like Tarzan with some 40s
The homie Yoni said he got a bottle for me

Sitting on reserve
On the side like a curb sitting on them ice