RNS, Pt. 2

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Blue Martinez

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Yea... RNS. Yea...
Them niggas talking way too much they ain't with it (they ain't with it)
You running your mouth, no action, you ain't did it (you ain't did it)
They say you gotta' pay the cost now, to be the boss I floss now
Like dental, I own it, that shits mine, no rental
I'm offended at you f*ck niggas
Back then I was a drug dealer
Young bugged nigga, still running 'round with that forty-five on my waist
Dare y'all to come and try me, put a hammer all in your face
Like sneakers you can get laced, trying to run up in my place
Had a stash house, had a crack house man
Had about a couple safes
Is that a truth or a lie? Man you can't tell it's too late
Rolex watches, we all popping
'Bout to go and go car shopping
'Bout to go and go building shopping
'Bout to go and by the whole 'lot and...
Nigga tried by a whole block and
Tried to hustle, get a whole rock in
Nowadays it was '95, the way my niggas use to red top it
Blue top it, man they all cracking, they all popping
Little Scappy though, they want no problems
I had a mixtape I want no album, no album
I'm back then I'm gone
I'm coming in and it's on
Y'all niggas rapping so gangsta'
Ain't none of y'all that hard
Y'all Jim Jones and Cam'ron, y'all beefing over that web series
I'm riding around in that H2, still beefing out with that Tec with me
Still riding 'round with that Lex with me
'95 like it's a bubble
Y'all fucc niggas in trouble
This rap shit to me a hustle
I slept on the floor with no pillows, roaches out the ceiling, that's a struggle
I could show you proof, but got no pictures, got a mental vision like nothing
Well f*ck you... if it ain't about dough, then why we talking?
And you got opinions 'bout how I'm living... but you still crawling
Better first learn how to walk homie
Before you learn how to talk on me
Before you get outlined in chalk homie
Yea that's that street shit
That ain't rap shit, they pull gats quick
Rap your body up in that plastic
And have you really crusty, no chapstick
When that 45 a start clapping
I made it happen, trying to get about 10 condos in Manhattan
And you still B.E.T. Rap city
Living up in your momma's basement
Talking 'bout how you in a foreign, that bullshit you ain't never whipping
Talking 'bout how much dough that you got on I.G., you ain't never get it
Your digital hustle is really a struggle
You ain't have the muscle
You claiming you gansta', you ain't about nothing
Why the f*ck is you stunting?
I make that phone call
And have them young boys run up on you with that .38 like it's nothing

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