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they hot sauce
But don't got no flavor
I got the juice
I'll get you knocked off
In front of your neighbors
My killers is loose
Even if cops called

awake, 'til we put him to bed
Like, two three shots, he he dead
When I spin through they block
All I see is red
Put 'em to bed, tryna flock off the peg
I'm

with the square toes, runnin' from cops
Mariota throwin' baking soda, SK with the strap is cobra
In NOBU actin' antisocial, nigga, I don't know you

I see myself
I'm in the field like Derek Jeter
I love my lil sister and it's for that very reason
A woman ain't in my plans but if I got one I would

smoke, my troopers
Gon' storm on his block
They always in front for the battle
The way that I'm known for
Puttin' these words together
I should go by

mangé chien, it's hot dawg
Been making flames with no damn grill
Walk in the booth and spit some real
It's nothing new, I've been in the dirt
Is something

Nothing But Gangsters
Written by B-fresh
Produced by Donald XL Robertson 
Executive Produced by Darren Delo Beard
Label: Originalgangsterrecords.com

Is time to set the bar high
I let Chu niggas rock telling old lies oh my I’m swerving pushing 90 on a 45
Shit ain’t been the same since like 05

the law
Smokin the bush
Hot enough to thaw
The best kush
You can have one cone
Not any more
An ounce to push
Or smoke, or bake
I toke away my day by

Okay, antisocial
Got a problem, send it postal
My name in everyone's mouth, you jealous 'cause I'm hot on promo
On the low, low
Got the dough, ain't

handle a block just like a suitcase
I'm in my bag I go get the bag and run through the whole thing and reup in 2 days


We getting kush by the bale

never tried to be someone im not, never tried to be the baddest kid on the block
continue tryna be the coolest of guys but a different person when my

Get the pound for eleven
In my zoo i'm the reverend
Paying homage or you paying dues
I'm a holy fool 
Dog watch me get at it
While the getting is hot

could challenge the plays
im going for 30 
verse 2:
you make the news if I make the play
my block hot like Tampa bay
im old school like a hook shot 
but I

down the road, got hit by a car
Crawled to the curb blue like avatar

Blue like the merc in sean pauls vid
Terrorizing the beat lets blow up a bridge

me
Cause I fucked all the dispatch
Bitch, call me Queer Eye
If you think I'm lookin' mismatched

Come in for a crotch shot
Upper cut a hot twat!
You be

I'm sending sharks, nigga
Like what the fuck, who the fuck done made him tough
Tryna pick between my choppers, mind ain't never making up, Ahh
We hot

Know the strongest grinders is the ones that stand in the snow
Demanding the dough, nigga

Handling the coke
Start off as a rookie, then advance

to the plan 
Cause momma I'm the man

Tormented by melodies of memories that are long past
And when you look in my eyes is it so obvious?
Dont answer that, I

niggas be playing with legos they loving them blocks, no serial number on glocks
They making it hot
For all of my niggas who having them dreams,

the block with us (uhu)  
So come and get live with us
Cause ain't nobody stopping us  
I see she want me
Moving like a monty     
Under the hot seat

n*gga how U switch on me for 1 Rack
U can Brag U can Flex But once U slip U can never Unlack
Tired of gettin shot at by n*ggas who I thought had my Back

backing out like a runaway bride.
When you see them Bees, that means he gon squeeze. HP block hot as 200 degrees!
If he tried the team he got bodied like

ya niggas feasting round you, Then you better go eat
And we owning everything y’all fuck you a lease  
Like Jenga I’ll knock the block down with one