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[beanie
Ughh, ughh,
This is beanie
That cat playin' wit that silly rap
Put your weight up, not your up, niggas
Y'all know how I play quiet and tie 'em down
Haters how I got a position with rock
I listen to the lox and I listen then watch
While you still sittin' in spot, the cops
I'm in the porsche box with fox, glistenin'
steel gray, lexus, gs-4
That's an evil metal when the dog to the floor
I'm down south, for my aim is to score
cylinder, screamin' 'fuck the law!'

Got a tank full of gas, full of cash
in the stash, scanners in the dash
Radar detectors, can't find us
We down atl and hit the 'linas
Then get clubbed with some dirty thugs
Go all out thugs, go in house thugs
Talk shit, put blood in your mouth
36 south stuck, on route thugs
You how mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I it now, by the pound
front you a cue if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why you try it now?
Then 'cause mac rat wouldn't fire a round into crown
I lay you and retire you clown

And I clap niggas, nat niggas kid a
Pat-pat with the deuce, it'll work
ass niggas wearin' thongs and skirts
Catch 'em early in the mornin' while they to work
Hey you pretty motherfuckers stay in the mirror
And you ass niggas only buss out the fear
I know y'all softer than them feathers that they in the dear
I two barettas, never bust in their ear
Twist your back, spit 'til my gats is back
Pack pieces like a kit kat. heh, get that?
Cop cris' by the six-pack, range ' dot six that
coupe, drop six that
Buggy eye seven come out? shit, took the six
Switch the double r, the r's are, gotta get that
You see how we play, pop on the e-way
Soakin' the seat, gettin' drunk glee
Or the sharp bar, grill simon, dom p
Why you when you chasin' your how with hot tea
Niggas flashin' back money it's they money
Slap 500 on back of a
I'm bringin' it to any nigga tryin' to games (yeah)
them bullshit buggy-eyed kits and cds

[memphis
it out, yo, yo
Well, I'm a lil' nigga don't speak, I tote
Here to shut down your whole on the street
Bleek, you know just had to recruit this
My flow drewl out a old nigga toothless
Who would believe pump bleek with ritilin
Too up, but weed calm my adrenaline
day on the strip, sk in the crib
Hundred crack viles, playin' the
Nickel nine gleam, like this up
My squad be up, gotcha niggas' arms up
Who the fuck want what? me and trumped up
Witcha town under seige, in the sleave
If my gun jam, you squeeze on me
You niggas them cats got the on me
I'm on to my off game, leave the for in stores
Floss chains and I pimp whores, smoked out
Shirt be poked out with the slums eight
Six to jump out, you eat what you
die clean
For you tought cats, but in your heart you scream
I read your languo
You violence and don't wanna mingle
You want a challange get it brought to for every
This shit'll 'em down, I bet that
Ya up front and your six backed out, motherfucker

brown]
Sassy fox some money, cop me a drop
You how I run it, 600, glassy top
Rock them light gray wrist shit, flash the
The red, the yellow, the green, causin' stops
please, never freeze, gonna blast the glock
Then I show a little cleave' and past the cops
You talk slick but suck dick for money in hand
I'm like 'bitch, I got more money than man'
While you get your knees up, cum all on your glands
Shit, I'm in the v ballin' them tramps
hoes greasy, so I keep bitch easy
Rookie, fuck you know about and pock' books?
You know na na rock shit, parada that shit
And scotch shit, dolce gabba that shit
Hollow points, top that shit, you tryin' to aim
Pop that shit, yeah, nigga, fox got that
You see the ice wrist shit, can you cop that
Channel crocodile and shit, whoa
You know my style, I be they cash
And I'll show their little dick celebrity ass
And get 'em a brick, I know style to get them niggas shit real
Well, fuck, I let 'em live and lick the tip of my
To 'em of some rose petals, candles, and shit
Or some hydro the nigga grew a plant in my shit
So that's what it is, why them hoes mad at my shit
See me wildin' in the four-six, on them bum-ass
mc, y'all bitches is littles foxes
See my girls' friends, tossin' they watches
I pops it. fuckin' a nigga topless
Cats? I fouls on. hoes? I styles on,
Wear y'all out air y'all out
here? hustle from where, clear all out
Shit, greyhound bitch, stay down
And I know jigga see me here to lay shit
I will spray y'all niggas, waste y'all
'cause I fucked the nigga and pay niggas
Shit, the fuck