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fuckin' with?
King Kong ain't got shit on me

The last who rock, the last fuckin' dance, nigga
You know I'm a Blood, no rag in my pants, nigga
What

hang, no she ain't know I was a pro
Yeah, you either with me or against me, ain't no frenemies
I fuck her good, when she leaving she be thanking me
She

a 12, prayin' I don't go to jail
When them bitches fuckin' land, I'ma cop a fucking Lam'
When I'm done with the grams, I might cop a AMG
That's all

long, I fuckin' too, so bring your friend along
Eskra, what I'm throwin' when I pitch it to you
Couple grams, all extra when you deal with me

VVS in

blew up in this ho
Tryin' to tell you what you wanna know
Now you fuckin knows like a pro, is you with it though, yeah you with it
Baby, lady in

and blow you
In the field every day, movin' around with pro tools
That's my blinky and the fuckin' mask

You know I got the gloves, put my killers on your

and the hoes fuckin
Runnin' crib by myself cause the bros tuckin
Master cards ranked me up, now I'm pro punchin

Throwin' hooks at the site like I'm Mike Tyson

support
While absent men with bag
Is bangin more
Happens to the
Bestest ever pros
A bitch deserves
At best a labrador
Her cat is red like
She's on sex

before you fuckin' croak 
Have my girl roll me up a spliffy while I count the dough 
Can't nobody do it like ya boy I'm a fuckin pro 
This n**** weak he

a real reason
You can't truss 'em cause
They always fuckin' schemin'
Broke treaties with the red man, damn!
Klan disguised as a fam? Fuck Uncle Sam!
Pause

Fuck, watch how I kill 'em
With the funky rhythm
I'll bomb if you don't feel 'em
Piranhas in 'em
Feed my persona as I get deep as Nostradamus

I'm

fucking bitches in a row
Don't have negative thoughts cause I been born a pro
Got attacked by 4
who were not even my age
Didn't sleep for 2 days
so I

Start suckin' and suckin' and keep suckin'

And then for hours, I keep fuckin'

Waxin' that ass like a super rated pro

You think I'm braggin'? Well let's

in this bitch that's the pole job
I be fuckin on my bitch when I'm off the perc
With my shotta we gon slide and we gon pop a nerd
Imma have to leave

Turn into Killaz

Prophet Posse

Body Parts

1998

life
You fuckin' with the wrong click
The 44 just got clicked
I hope you listen to me
(Is, is my sounds that be turnin' niggas into killers)
Cause

Don't Trust 'Em

Ice Cube

The Predator

1992

strange, but could you
Stop thinkin with ya dick for a change
'Cause you'll get a bullet in your brain, Mr Rich
And about that bitch, don't trust 'em

God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy and Chrissy
We was kissin

Havana Syndrome

God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy

the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my

Nas Is Coming

Nas

It Was Written

1996

Niggas can't do it like I do it though, you know what I'm sayin'?
Just like niggas can't do what you do
Right, right
You know, can't nobody fuck with

The Certificate

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

will get costly like private shows at strip clubs
Beating me's a hard task by itself so fuck you,
Cause that's a fantasy like anal sex with Eliza Dushku

I Smell Pussy

50 Cent

The Future Is Now

never lose
See, I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Bentleys with 22s
You say I confuse you play little tricks with your head
Catching

Many a nights I felt alone
And I was zoning by myself
Many a nights I felt
That I could find
No help from no one else
Many a times while I was

with Sly, you gon’ be deader than Billy Mays
Do it OxiClean, never leave a fuckin’ trace
All yo’ leaders fake, they all up on the take
My puppets dance