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At the tip top, I'm a big boss like Rick Ross
I'll cross you over then I'll hit you with the quick shot

They pissed off that we pullin up on his block
I lose

Body Marked Up

Willy Northpole

Tha Connect

2009

don't Harlem Shake no I don't Snap Fingaz 
No I spit club bangaz I clap ya gang bangaz 
I do it for the big boss as Rick Ross as Young Jeezyz 
Get it

my flesh!
Reach down in the depths and you'll see all the death that I saw
When I was eleven but not the eleven you're seeing on Netflix
Kill a couple

it's fuck you for life
She said I'm toxic, so she had to block me
But she like that I'm cocky
I put Rick on my toes
Now I'm poppin' pills now
I take

sleeps for weak then I guess I'm weak 
I'm cause I was sleep by the time shit peaked 
which was bout 12 o'clock 
12 was steady hanging in the block

Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where

straight up outta college
Hit the strip club make it rain a couple dollars
Niggas mean mug I just laugh & show a couple diamonds
Im fresh lil baby u can say

last night made about a mil
Did it just by sitting still, Real Perc Demon pop a pill
Say I'm sick nah bitch I'm ill, fuck a bitch til she can't feel
Yeah

you come back, I'm no longer by your
Side
Bitches can cheat and say they got the win, but the next gon' catch a couple like the FNN
You like the Dwayne,

brought ya sun block
Shining on you mark niggas
Aim for the heart nigga
Add em to the cart
Niggas shopping for a body
Every time he pull the trigger you'd

RIDE,RIDE,RIDE,RIDE
RIDE

Got em all DOA
Look up like god what have I done
(Huh)
I'ma need least a K 
To get be out the bed by 1
(Huh)

Ima need least a day 
To sign

Shaq
Grah, grah, grah that's yo block getting wet
Check my wrist yeah I'm iced out with Patek
The life that I chose yeah I ain't regret
No regret

I heard you niggas dick ridin', y'all gay
Been posted up on the same block all day
Where's that tough shit?
When they was putting blicks in yall face

Lipstick up on his dick
She’s too young to know that he fuckin her to Slick rick
Goes back to her grannies in her PJs watching chick flicks
Missed calls

fooling me
I was by myself, I had to grind like it was two of me (Yeah)
We just turnt yo’ OG to a pack, still drank link for me

I throw a couple shots back

(And this beat from Cash, not fom Youtube)
Plug in the kitchen he whipping that a-rod
Blind by these goofy's im feeling like ray Charles
Gloaw Gloaw

Lights off no talking on this night
Swinging off like I'm lost in a fistfight
Lights off like a boss up on this mic
Rick Ross when I'm talking my

quick came, the bitch lame
Call me Rick James, making hits again
I'm a Super Freak like a dinosaur
Tik Tok is like Vine for whores
Off topic, but ya block

Ay
King universe made the beat dumbass
I am the king
Put a brick in a choker hold
Like I'm Mick Foley
Never gonna give up
Til I get a Rick Rollie

repetitive
I'm revelation but also the genesis
mythical creature I am a Pegasus
I'm a big boss like rick Ross
Although I don't got a dad bod
They call me Steph

poppin', so all of the shots that y'all throwing I block like O'Neal
I'm in the kitchen for real
Cookin', servin' suckas up like a meal
Need a couple mills

ball
Back pressed on brick wall
Watch the odds stack up against you
Tell me where you going now
When these chips fall
I won’t be stuck on this block in

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

to steppin
I been runnin through my problems everyday
By the way
And sometimes it ease my pain
But the smoke it fades away
Then it's time to start my day
Grab