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You've got dope boyz you've got gangstas you got duffle bag boys
But I'ma show you what it's like to be a Chron Playa
It's the Chron Playa with

feelin' on the ceilin' boy we made it to the top, yeah
Undercover when I'm comin' at yo' neck
Take yo' fuckin' clothes, then I snatch yo' fuckin' check
Take

Yea
Jet Pack
1-2, 1-2, 1-2,1-2
Aye R.A. We here now bro
No looking back
Every dope album needs a dope intro
And I’m feeling this tempo
Now let this

like the weed laced
Boys think they G Green Bay
Pull up on them no Inglés
I ain’t really with the talking (Talking)
Sold dope like an auction (Auction)

know(yup)
Heavy on the weed
But I use to sell dope(tried)
Try cook my own crack
Better off the floor(crazy)
Didn't even melt when it hit that stove(ha)
Had

the grind never stops
Turning haters into airheads make they head pop
I'm real dope, I'm real smooth
Nigga watch yo head, cause I'm Blue Clues
Coming at you

2 Joints

South Park Mexican

SPM: The Purity Album

2000

head maan
Boy that's 5
[Happy P]
That's got to be

[Verse 1: dumb-dumb and Happy P]
[Dum-Dum]
I hit it from worst ways
After the first day
I'm

got it out, sippin' oz by the case like, shit, it's not a drought
Cuddy he gon' knock him out, so tell yo' mans to watch his mouth
Blowed as hell, I'm

is buy followers
Bunch a bots in the comments
Telling you yo shit fire
Manipulate the audience
Become a liar
Cop a fake chain
Get extorted by a set

Rapping about shit that they Ain't never lived
Like how y'all rapping about y'all being d boys but ain't never sold no dope
Like how you rapping about

Low pro the waves the Afro
They don't understand my ways and plateau
The gage a blast yo, the stage is ammo
Palm angels go right with the Camo
Coming

Ayo Paz, yo Blac i rep Official Pistol Gang
All motherfucking day

Clap at you fast, no safety on the ratchet
Gats play chess like crazy with

a coma need a motivator push
There a nigga go
With the dope boys dough like
Let me get a can I get a

Half ounce, quarter pound
Roll it, smoke it, feelin'

on the block with the dope
If I ain't have it then I'm serving out soap now a nigga moving work by the load
Cus a nigga get that work for the low whip it up

as hell
I was snorting cocaine like a dope fiend
Smoking on loud you can tell by the smell
I ain't fucking no hoes cause they kissin' and telling
She flip

this shit getting sickening
Not finna front shit, I'm not finna risk it
Dope in the trunk and I'm speeding, told em' fuck it, give me a ticket
Don't fuck

Cause when you lookin forward, shit
The present is hindsight
In a rat race askin, "Yo
What’s yo time like?"
Distractions attractive but causin’ slips
In

Yo
You know the posse's all together, see how it go
(What?)
Watch
Yo
Come on

Shit be crazy when we slide
Heaven is a ghetto, keep a angel by

the best of them and I know that nigga hov will 
I'm cold for real for real my flow was dope 
When you niggas had oats in yo enfamil (Fucking imbeciles)

Don't gotta be your best but I'm in your Top 3
I can take yo girl with no designer on my t
Yo need a dope track gotta run it by me
Gotta run it by me

them boys think they dope, well shit I'm fetti
Heard you got some shit to tell me, don't be shy now
Have a robber pull up, hit your top just for a side

Quality Control

Cut Chemist

The Litmus Test

2004

Big, bad, and bold B-boys of old

[Charlie 2na]
Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent
My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets

clips 
Police try get me for selling that dope then I went in that slammer came back in a day 
Niggas know Teezy be thuggin for real if you get in my way

Ain't got a whip, I'm just driven by my ambition
Time is money ain't got time for the politicking
All I do is grind never had a pot to piss in
Money