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out and start poppin shit
Woh
You don’t want no smoke boi I promise ya
No!
I don’t keep shooters I keep hand grenades

Written: by Chukwunonso Moh

countin' up these hundreds, nigga
In a minute, need more rubber bands
Had to tell my bro'nem, "Don't fuck up that plan"
My neck so flushed, how I'm turnt

"Damn, I
Got a couple tickets, " huh
Gotta stay focused, gotta have a clear vision
Richer than my opps
Ain't on shit but gettin' richer

Don't speed, just

friends
Spending all these ends with gang, don't make no sense
Might drop a bag on you, just to go shit on all your friends
Body like a Benz, so I put you

Don't know how to take it 
Don't know shit 
Living by the flashback 
Shooting the rules 
Shooting believers 
Packing the shots 
Taking the hits 
Taking

so loud, start making me proud
By getting quickly the hell out of my house

You ain't shit, just a nuisance
Just a nuisance, you ain't shit
You're not

had to sanitize em
Cuz when u start to run it up they start making plans about ya
Might think that that's yo nigga he just want some bands up out ya
No

don't it?)
Yeah I been tryin' to slang it, but don't nobody want it
They can't help you with band-aids, we comin' with grenades,
You ain't seen this

and wipe em with rags
She wanted to fuck on a nigga? Too bad
Can’t get trapped by a hoe so
You know that I pass (All the way)
Don’t play, nigga you gon’ get

a 4 wheel drive
So I don't got (No) excuses for me not to slide
Never lose when I run w my tribe
I'm lit so let's start a commotion
I'm too T'd off

time I checked
I don’t owe you shit
So before you start to judge
Maybe you should suck a dick
Tryenna be up in the flicks
Why you hoes look sick?
Oh

years and I'm predicting my next relapse
When I spit these lyrics so don't look at me weird
When I start shifting gears and shit re-smears all over

with me (Secret Service with me, nigga)
Nip it in the bud, lil' kid
Groupie love, we ain't ever playin' by the rules
Nigga better not start playin'

where death doesn't reside, just thugs who collide
Not to start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets

Nigga we not playin!
Zero tolerance for that fake
Shit get shot playin! That's how we on it
Yeah it's rap 'til we start sprayin!
When you see

wild
I think this was in the Carolinas but don't no Weird shit like no bullshit ever happened
To me like I don't have that like folk come to me With

block that shit start drumming Shit go
Doom doom doom doom
Doom doom doom doom
Doom
I know brodie busting heads
collect bands up off your loot
I got

yo' stomach and a knife in my hand, boy
Loading up the drum, let it bang, ain't no band, boy
Sleeping with the fishes, favorite meal is the sand, boy

him
The crowds will bow down in obedience

Because his presence will start a movement
And it's reincarnation of the king
By his influence with complete

the moment like that, you acting baby
Need a changing
You don't need to snap back, we ain't a rubber band
I'm just trynna tell you that I finally understand

in the trenches no deliverance, amen
Opps be on my dick more than my bitches 'cause they fans
Let me see who real niggas by a show of hands

on shake that money maker

Hands on the floor
If you wanna see bands on the floor
Look like a nigga brought a band up in here
And I ain't need no wristband

The Shaggy Show

Insane Clown Posse

Digital Box Set

2009

look, and everywhere I go 
Some bitch ass nigga tryin' to steal my flow 
But I don't pay em no attention 
Oh, should I mention? 
I'm all about

Chiraqistan (Outro)

Ralo

Ralo LaFlare

2017

start shootin' thangs
We ain't never lettin' shit slide
We ain't never gon' switch sides
I get money, I don't get tired
Go get your own and stop dick