Left Coast Cypher (feat. Kid F. Mula, Analog Ex & Shortino)

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Yan P

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Kid F, a mothafucka
Predator, Not glover
Here to snatch
Pussy, money, weed, and mothers
If it get ugly
Bare face, No scully
Watch that n***a run from me
Now Dance for me
The Young King
With more kicks, Then Chun Li
Bruh please
Im fresher Then Dougie
Trust me
Yo bitch, Im Fuckin
Real shit
Load clips, Hit licks
Buss down
Chop up, Bag shit
Bleed the block
Middle finger, F*ck a op
Nonstop
Kid F in drop tops
Ooo ahhh
Dont care for the hooplah
Wooah haaa
Smack n***as like Boo yahh
Who better
You never, The Kid clever
Rainstorm
Sunshine, I get mines
And if I want to
I make her cum with one line (Ahh)
The Semi-auto
Full clip aimed the bottle
Took a dip with a model
Bitch split with the lotto
I spot cop on top of the hill
Poppin' the pills
Still the drop top proper, the build
The pocket is filled
Stop jockin the skill, you cant get a deal
Writin corny ass lyrics that nobody feels
Dough, Yo Gotti, the X the hardbody
To flex the raw shotty then body the whole lobby
Prolly rob rappers
Then pop at their shit afterwards
Rappin' just to rhyme shit
Don't even know half the words
Packin' just a nine, shit
I'm in the back packin herbs
On my grind shit
never do cops find shit
Test the mind, kid
Skettin to rip spine
Spit clever with each line
Remember this shits mine
Ray, Kid and Yan in the back, The track proper
Beat's more harder than the flick The Godfather
I could slaughter like any rapper alive
I'm back packin' that five
Then *CLACK CLACK* and you die
Just a mastermind, who's masterin every rhyme
And smackin around emcees
While passin around they moms
See I kamakazi
My commas could catch a body
From my bombs, and where I place em'
The basement is where they caught me
Momma think she lost me
Cause f*ck the world is my mind state
Y'all can catch me with Shotties
Upping the crime rate
Nothing ever that you say
Is never changing what I say
I've been gone of the boozay
Take me a tab of Lucy
So if you knew Ray
It's f*ck whatever you say
Or he say or she say
I kill em' till they decay
These other rappers decoys
Pussies with some weak noise
I run up on they spot
I came and conquered then I destroyed
They overdose off flows I wrote
Sober, no, so loads of smoke
Got More dope with more to show
Cause I'm the don like Corleone
There ain’t no feelings I’m feeling from all this penicillin
Still killing, wielding the writtens that goes from pen to sentence
I’m ill amended, can’t tell the difference of what a sin is
I’m move silent, and stay violent, best isolate
Best not temp me, cause blessings can be taken away
I’m renegading, stay out way, or participate
I’m god and satan, In both cases, I feel insane
I feel amazing, mind racing with adrenal
Rolling on pills with no safety
Aye hold the wheel, get to bracing
She wanna f*ck while we racing
I said Alright
I wanna smash Spanish lady
With all that ass I go lazy
Let’s split the cash and get paid
She said Alright
I tell lil ma bend it over
She wanna sit in the rover
Tinted back, ain’t no exposure
We get it right
She wanna slurp up the soda
Sniffing the lines of the coca
Smoking a bag and I’m gone
We lit tonight

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