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of them ate with me
This motherfucking grilled chicken
Cost me eight-fifty
I ain't in the mood, lil' yuppy
Don't you play with me
I grew up in the New York

stressing got ounces of haze
They threatened by how I get praise
Young MAK11 I'm 'bout to get paid
Don't have a weapon you bound to get played
Know that I

(First off I need y'all to remember that)
(And that. We don't shame sluts)
(We love our whores)
(I guarantee you we do)
(Ok, Okay)
Ain't doing that

(you don't want it)
Yeah, it's just not worth it, I got stripes like a zebra
Make you run like a cheetah, I don't mind if we meet up
Your neck a lil

me
If you know, you know
Don't call me your homie
If you act like a, joke
Don't bring me down I ain't tryna be down
Don't come around if say I ain't

say it's smoke we can get off  Pray niggas don't get me pissed off really a pup but he Act like a big dog
I through chanel on her she doing the crip

Still, still, still
I'm, I'm I'm still that nigga
Still rappin verses round these lil rap niggas
Put my youngins the game like I'm Phil Jack, nigga

my nigga Rick
My dawg he down he fightin charges call that Michael Vick
I'm like Obama to my city give my city hope
I grab lil mama by ha neck I tell

quick to sink your ship so be careful of your friendships

Ain't no need for me to say no names
Act on violence suppress the pain
Don't point no fingers i

bounce 

But they still get on their knees and twerk it and bounce it for me 

Twerk it, bounce 

I don't get how that could be news I guess that just come

the paper forget the by-line
Don't play with boy I'm like asthma
There's only one way to fame and I'm taking it bone LASTHMA
Shuo how come I have so many

getting rowdy and rowdier
In for the win till your dinner comes out of ya
Way too sick for a bucket
Can't even act like a bitch don't love it

I just wanna

You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo

Black tint rider
Can you see Im not a liar
Either hop up in the whip or you get handled by the tires
Rolling but I'm never of a molly like the party

a lil' nasty freaky dude, you gon' eat her ass
I could teach you how to get some money, you don't need no class
Get respect and I show respect, I don't

hypnotized by the fact that, that was my ex’s twin sister
But at that time, I just wanted to fuck
Like damn, I needed some pictures
So I can jack off in

off
I don’t got time its looking dismal
You getting picked off
Reliving the pain pass me a menthol
Really some gas I take me a drag It’s hitting like

And i dont really need yo text right now, dont act like you checkin up on me
Cuz I can do bad on my lonely, cant have no one around me thats phony
Can you

bitch
Still Contemplatin' should I buy a glock or cop a stick
Nigga say he in the streets, he might get his ass hit
I'm surrounded by Reallifer's, bout

dumb when you know what I do
Catch you booted by Hitchhippers too
Then go live smokin' you with the guys
Six-two bullets, fire them like some fries
Keep

I'm here to stay
And baby I be on that zoom
You a fool if you showin ur face
My Yungins don't play
But if you keep clowning around we can go

me by her dad
Her dad hella mad because I
Got like hella cash stuff spazz, I act a azz
I might fuck

I just walked into the function with
A thick red

spliff, don't like that liquor
Talk my shit 'cause I'm like that nigga
XNY gon' only get bigger
Ain't been me, think I need me a snicker
Writing these

Dax i'm sorry but we're tired of the acts
Dick to Dario and Crypt we're sick of it, max
All your tracks are ass, das not good huh? talking about