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the jungle every time I grab the mic and spit
I'm flying high above while on the ground
They wave at me with sticks
You're Marv in Home Alone and I'm the kid

Look like I Got money trees
The way I Do it Look like I Got money trees

Sticking to the Code Playing by the Rules
Counting all this Money Stunting

don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I

brother, he be snappin' too
Got tired of fuckin' bitches by the one
When I can fuck 'bout two
Free lil' Blue, I got it from my nigga
Now I’m first to shoot

You're F**kin' with BC

Body Count

Violent Demise: Last Days

1997

Do you know who you're fuckin with?

The ill niggas!
You're fuckin with the kill niggas!
You're fuckin with the hard liquor!
You're fuckin with

and run straight into me 
I'll chop you down to pieces
Don't you ever try to fuck with me 
Flowers at your funeral will burn along with all the rest 
Who

Brand new 4-5 call it T.J. Duckett sendin' shots, sendin' niggas duckin[00:19.83]All of these bitches fuckin' so much water I need,

Yeah, I told this story many times but I have to get it off my chest yeah

I had a pretty normal childhood with some hateful pokes at my mistakes, I

want my kicks in her clit
That’s a messy bitch
Fuckin’ N Flexin’ up on these hoes
Yeah I be just Fuckin’ N Flexin’ cause it is cold
Yeah I be just

dealer
Cause I'm 'bout it, I mean I'm rowdy
I hang with these killas that everyone talk about
we doin' this, we doin' that (we doin' what)
we in

kiddin'
I should sit down with the mayor, I should try to save my city
Then I think back to myself, I should mind my fuckin' business
I told Bagg to swap

like a dragon
I stayed out of trouble like fuck bein' savage
I was always tryna stack up on the cabbage
And had dreams of fuckin' with a bad bitch

the colt like Indiana-Jones 
This that rhyme gospel 
Fuckin minds in a brothel 
At dumb gossip, I gets hostile 
Surprise y'all with the raps that I jot
Like

youth 
Standing on a stoop, respect
I think that something's aloof 
I hope you shoot at me, you fool
I told you who I be fuckin with is my business

Who I

can't get with me
Uh, fuckin' Soup nigga
This a Soup exclusive
Who's Hotter than Soup?
This how we do it
Who's Hotter than Soup
Yeah
Uh, uh
One more, one

(I go by the name of Myke Storm)
Barely had a dime to my name name
But now I got the world in my hands
My other hand occupied with 100 grand
I was

I never been was fuckin counterfeit
Yeah the one thing that I never been was fuckin counterfeit
Only keep real niggas round me nigga tell me who u wit

you shit, who the bitch?
Ha ha

[Chorus]

[Snoop - over Chorus]
You think I'm a fool, huh?
Naw Cuz, I ain't fuckin wit you, fuckin wit you
Nah nah, nah

I just booked a trip to Barcelona
Chase my Henny down wit Arizona
Messi jersey, messy head aroma
All these bands overload the quota
The way she ride

I said, "Shut the fuck up!"
Tell me what big bad really
Fuckin' with the truck! (Who?)
Step up to my path
I'mma turn yo' ass to dust! (Boom)
No matter

’ve become 
And I know you love me lot
And I don’t even love you some 
Why you rockin with a punk 
Guess that’s better than a chump 
And I been living messy

wouldn't have to go, eenee-meenee-meini-mo
Catch a homo by his toe, man, I don't know no more
Am I the only fuckin' one who's normal any more?
Dad

outta your mind, you think you fuckin' with us
Suck on these nuts, bitch, hang it up, this game is over

Puffin' loosies, watchin' I Love Lucy with

listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear