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Gunz like blah blah knives like what what niggas get scared when they
Here my shit like nah nah nah
I carry a razor in my mouth like
A rican slice your face up like
Yaa yaa yaa i be on n.y. shit
Yeah my nigga i spit
Rip ya style i wont stop
Outside a niggas house call
The cops cuz he to scared
To come out im bout what
Im bout mike tyson ah nigga
Trying to take your fuckin head
Off got my shit on lock
Wolf of your mutha phuckin
Wallstreet yeah in bitchs
Aint feelin me cuz i aint
Goin crazy for none of that
Stankin ass pussy bitch piss
In a bottle last time i checked your
Sex was wack you cant fuck
There fore i cant fuck wit cha
In still tellin lies on ya pussy
Other bitches like please
Still tellin lies to me bitch
Dont start talkin greasey to me
I feel like french montana nigga i
Aint worried about nothin while
You puffin fussin over that bitch
Sucka you lent lickin ma phucka
You a hoe in i no it your pants get tighter
That just shows it thought only bitchs where
Apple bottom jeans in she a hoe in i know it
Dont need ah nigga show it i then already
Peeped the seen because im a cash getter
Black jag flipper fuck around
And be drivah of ya cab nigga
Life short but ah nigga temper
Shorter even though i can go
Any day any way chump roll
Up in pump lead in rj nigga stuck in the pin with nothin to loose while
Bitch on the streets playing choose
A dude al qaeda be black mens best friend nigga light shine in front of
Him before the end