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motherfuckers!
2 shots to the head motherfuckers!
2 glocks to the head motherfuckers!
Runnin this bitch i cock six quick, nigga

Tu' mir den Gefallen und bleib

kids, handle biz, clock my 40 for check, 
Then I slide to the side, F Jake no jive,
Run the instrumental for the mental one time, 
Ha, and we stay gettin’

On the field, ain't no fucking with the eclipse
You're taking shots but I'm saving them like a flash disk
Big forehead, big dreams za kuwa big fish
Bonga biz

plowed up by the Homie while both of the kids watch
We placin' bets on which one of them finishes the yellow cock

Okay, okay, okay, oh

Fucked if we did

slang in vocals upper levels of realness 
And it's 2Deep a country boy interact with elites 
And talkin' biz a long way from where we react then delete

ya

Its that two fold stunner, whole clique one up
Got my old shit hung up now my shit tight not strung out 
I send my soul to sundown oh shit i did

nigga?
And I reply, "Getting high, nigga"
An introduction to the hopeless
Generations passed down to the dope biz

Like I ain't got no
No crazy-ass,

I could pay your wages
Reasons to roll with us
Kid, I could give you pages
Yeah, we could pour it up, pour it up
I could give you status
Place you

the taste
Like ooh, shawty know just what to do
You wanna come fuck with the dude
It's true, me and my crew got
Pinks and blues, shawty gone come by 3s and 2

pockets
Gold all over my chain
It drip it splash they sailing again I feel like I've been in the rain
Two oolit pull up and handle the biz my shirt just got

fuccbois, make some noise
Fuccbois love to fuck and they are also boys
Fuccbois, fucbbois handle their biz
I totally know what a fuccboi is

Fuccbois have

Verse 1 (Cee):
And nothing ever is,
I got some questions but the message is to mind your biz,
I took the lesson, turning left when bustin' right the shit,

nakuhala
Take my take by now fake by fake ushanao
Cheki nimerock Hadi ndala miguu nimvaa Hadi akala
Cheki Niko home pale Dala
Mistari Niko dope I dawn em

like Billy Crystal
Rhyme books is so official
Bound to blow, so move your missiles

Five, four, three, two
It's nice to meet you
How those noodles see

White Bitch

Gunplay

Living Legend

2015

(Now its music in their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down)

Take what you want, tie they

Twenty four seven and a three sixty five 
I am in full effect and I ain't taking no jive 
I got the masterplan cause I'm desaster man 
And I live by

because I'm out
But not before I let Surreal bust another round

I'm a seventies baby, child of the eighties
The nineties raised, now 2k is crazy
I came

with her go by in a blur.
Not too windy so it's refreshing when she whisper.
She says she likes the Midwest but got time for the East.
I say baby then

make a move
Pull up shitting on your other dude
Now I only fuck broads by the two
Yea you stay whallin you could keep that
The way you acted I peeped

them the facts
Handle my biz' like I'm Osho with bags
Invest in yourself and just grow through the cracks
We limitless like no cap
Ya' soul is divinity

I walk through like Red Sea

Biz Moses
Cloud by day
Pillar at night
It's airplane mode for life
I'm on flight

no smoke i hold the feeza (yea yea)
Shawty pussy wanted than a visa (yea yea)
Hit it from the back booty got recoil (yea yea)
(one, two, three)
Shawty

nigga.
Hmm
Ebi like you for chork
You getting way ahead of yourself
I for give you some knock
If you think I'm here all by myself
Don't act like you

upstairs
Deep in my thoughts plotting my steps
Feeling the beat dropping the punch lines
Make one by one I kpoo the whole tracks

As nwa ogbe enweem men
Men