Church's
8 Mile Ray
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Woke up dreamin bout a bag I been thinkin bout it since the morning Sace button Designer shoes Tryna look important Spending dogshit on some apparel Used to wearing Forman's I just kicked a nigga out the stu cause i think he informant Threw a muzzle on the (Cough) Now its kinda quiet Bro Just ordered up a secret package finna start a riot Shout out James Fahrney thats my dog Bitch he taught me science Bro the type a nigga catch a body den say stop the violence In here counting up the neighbors nosey had to close the curtains Talkin out his neck i caught em out now he a different person Hoes finish How you f*ck the gang but you want a birkin Told the driver I don't want no benihanas take me to the churchs Yeah scamming aint no hustle nigga its a job That White boy Thats my brother we like big & rob You aint no killer Till you boot up and you go n slide That nigga said he did what Man that nigga lied Them bitches knew that I was coming why they act surprised If gang open on the break I bet i throw the lob They aint think i was goin win Bitch i beat the odds Rapping bout some motion u aint got Bitch go get a job Would keep going on this bitch but im kinda tired So imma come back tomorrow just so I can slide Nigga now im back Man these niggas out here capping they aint in the trap Here he go capping bout how he done shot somebody Im with a lil foreign I think bitch she speak somali In that fast thang its a chally im ricky bobby When i make a couple mill off dis shit I bet not goin find me Everybody aint no rapper Man they need to stop it Im Paranoid Wonder why my mans going in his pockets Cause out here beefing with a snitch I said he had to tell dat nigga drop it Niggas out here broke they on the street like they aint got no option Backseat of the benz laid back feel like the president Im Pro'd up had to swoop some chicken up on jefferson Niggas hittin drank You gotta watch what u be measuring Dog tweakin He must think im john cena I aint wrestling I got some niggas sellin girl some sellin vick Chargin for feat if u aint got it u can gimme me wic I just spent a nigga monthly on a fuckin fit Cuz dropped a duece all on the floor im bout to fuckin trip Kicked her out the bnb because her feet dirty I Walked into the stu at 5am it's like 3:30 Bag touched it's from distrokid im finna get sturdy Bro a sober shooter when he squeeze he don't need perkys Before I let em catch me on the run imma hop the fence This nigga bitch blowing up my line she aint got the hint You on bullshit riding fish Why you aint riding tint Aint dying with this shit I get the bag boy its getting spent Forreal Im with the cleanup man He look like Charlie sheen Cuz coming up Got a client look like Charlie sheen He scary in the streets But to the hoes he be actin mean Hit a nigga juice with some detergent Bet it make em lean
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