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Heeyo
We bout to burn the muthafucking up with this shit
Breakfast
I want to welcome to the muthafuckin rap room
aint a mixtape
is life!

Its been a long time get me accuainted with the famous
You know how 0 my aim is
Long range snipers, of the titans chrome python
In this 300 like lee
Snob in the bulbllegoose, riding the interstate
Where fiend put them needles in arm and let them penetrate
Leaning with my fitted straight
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new minute made

Check my armor no clouds in my

ringin standing by the cornerstore
Two glock on me, bang bang its the war
That was so fly, now we bought anotha
Screaming out life pouring belve on ya heart
Money I'm involved with it, up and ball with it
Kobe can song it, uncut raw with it
Chop bricks trips ot,
We I had a goatee, I used to bag the OC

Yeah, fish scale nigga, what up ghost

by the old tree, moving by coke leaf
Drama let the lama niggas like Charles Oaklee
Nigga dont me, I banana boat b r c k esses
And em in a lexus
Im fat like Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace
And I keep clipse on a dresser
Yes sir, I'm bout bar, Louis bag and em all
Bitches money and fast car, nigga I it all

Yeah, word to my nigga, I want it all

Nascar game, why the fuck will I
Im the franchize nigga, Chris fucking
Empty out the hit ya bitch you the truck and AR
With drop twohundred thousand and then it off
King of the hell got em done cut raw
She begged the last nigga, on as if she suckin

Black Superman, I'm a butter law
I put this hollowtip on inch you broken jaw
ER be strong

Blindfold your toss her in the trunk
After the first 48 that smelling like a skunk
Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the
Dont be any game mind you on tellin rap the
The club nigga no capitain crunch,
This for my dog that eat cats for lunch
Im like I aint trapped in months
So nigga stunt my glock packed a punch

Or em catch em when send the pinebox

Leave your head wrapped up months, while I passed the
To my niggas, we all out whats up jiggas
Sometimes I be in B K, Fab on the freeway
continental and I copped it off on ebay
I pop like its my b day, force power
Under my hood like its an relay
My Flow on time, no delay
I rais a dollars send it off to CHILE

to my red cross, I dont fuck with redcross

Im all mad EA, I'm in VA
Money talks with Dre and Pharrell on
28's thats my dj they spinning shit
When I took trips OT, I never winning
I drop then cop, and then I tennis shit
Diddy and mike, yes, I'm All About The
In there for the I be down in ten on six
em get me a porterhouse, and some ass to bind it in

Dam was good, but I'm still hungry

And I'm living it, I be out in shit
They say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my shit
They say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe shit
If T.I.P is then fuck it, I'm Derek Fissccher shit
as I'm on the starting five I'ma get it in
Cause I the city of Compton I would get it in
I was andre, benjamin
Now I slide through in my dominican friend

She like on sinners in, yeah

You sip me hills, whines perril sell
It aint tricking, I just spend on cheap thrills
Big phantoms, sweet
Back see like a club them bitches eat pills
Take patrone shots to the with chrome glock
Jay Electronica, this a dome
So I had to steal it, nigga I had the
I was the turtle the waist I make the rabbit feelin

Yea keep nigga

Houseing by the subway, fillin through the
Come to the mucialago or for an
one prospect, the day that I was drafted
Aftermath matic unlkeashed the fucking
Dont respect none of you niggas get in the
ratchets, never touched a fucking automatic
Drama this is tragic, put it in the
88 bars an running, it whith my other classics

Drama you should have warned niggas, I'm bout to killem

Yeah baggin, this is crack
And I know you been for this, come get your packs
I do it for the music nigga, fuck them
Aint on no beef shit, but its fuck the rats
And I'm in New York, I set a bunch of traps
Put the g's where they can see it, and if you stunt, you
Catch em in the club, when I stomp em flat
get up after that, go get a fucking bat

I tell you bout this fucking

They even snitch and over to catch
No how you look at it I hate fucking rats
Get my bottle of and I twist the cat
Sit watch the nba play or some rolla back
Real fat, yeah, all I do is stack
In the on the war like a fucking fathead
Two nines on your back one sack,
This my block and you cant trap here

Unlkess you get clapped here, head wrapped yeah

Im killing niggas, I should have a hundret
your death, toast bottles and clap beers
Its gon be a cold summer, come through burr
The red phantom bullshittin, the 25 steeb
The B S H just in this muthafucka
The outside, the caves in this muthafucka
I should let off a straighs in this muthafuck
Fuck that. get laid in this muthafuck

Yo, tell your to get wit my friends

Yeah, me in the parking lot, license plate aftermath
Between me now and fuck 50, wouldnt for halve his cash
If he wastn such a bitch, woulde have to blast
Still his in jacksonville, dont make me have to rap your jack
Cause I be in Saint Tropez and packin bag
bitches dat speak French, how you say, catch a cab
I dont trip Euros, I trip Pounds
Im balling bitches, till I knock em all down

the 93 Pac, I Get Aroud

Cuffles by the staircase, crack bottle
Navigate my way to the south, I used to trap hoe
Harlem way to Queensbidge packs yo
Might have lost a couple friend, but I got my gat
Blast foes, my rap goes can never stop my flow
Had a box of hundreds, when I was in that RAV4
But now I pull up in the truck with the board
the mag low, get you antyhing you ask for

Sometimes I can be a fucking

In the bake with my mask on, look at this ayyon
Dont take your fucking mask off, bitch empty out the cah
We on a mission, but we dont give fuck
Cause if we make it out, house bigger truck
Im in a club with a glock, nigga what
Give me your bitch, she got a cuter face and bigger
I aint gon do but pour champaigne on her
Hit her from the back and watch of the laker game on her

Dont put the back on, too many stains on it

When to train on her, carl toon
Have em my name on her, Star Trek 2
You know what, fuck it too
Put a little smoke around it then take it and pound it
outside, nigga I'm surrounded
Have in the jungles till the fuckin feds found
Mama your son got a announcement
I got 5 in the walls and the couches

Dont make me about we got camels dogs and guns

Aks pompey, he was there he can it
Throw it in the trashcan on some oscar the shit
A bunch of green popped out is, tiime to revouse
Settle down the Mississippi got her down south
And my niggas like, we know all about this
And any nigga snitch, got his fuckin mouth fixed
You get 25, he get his throat slid
Cut em like filet and throw em off the boat bitch

Feed em to the shark then the yacht

Oil in the water, damn the ocean so
Time to finish off niggas on some trench coat shit
Its a drug war, life, Grand Theft
Catch you in the fuck you up and hit your man next
Come through off some retarded shit, just grand
Where my dogs at, I crazier then DMX
Lazier then chinese eyes, when I'm that
Blueberry, I talking with a muffun sack

Roll up the sauer d's well if you em nigga

I open the dutch, then I'm stuffin that
You should get a fight with California, come with that
Thats all you, go ahead, hop in the truck that
Take it in Cashville and hit Young Buck with that
Dont bring nuthin' back boarder patrol that
I aint see the pen, and have to get my knuckles wrapped
I wake up real owly, lunchin fags
Its real easy, you rap my punchin bag