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Heeyo
We bout to burn the muthafucking streets up 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 world
You how 0 point my aim is
Long range snipers, clash of the titans python
In this 300 lee knightis
Snob in the bulbllegoose, down the interstate
Where put them needles in they arm and let them penetrate
Leaning sideways with my straight
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york made

my armor no clouds in my stones

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

Yeah, scale nigga, what up ghost this

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

Yeah, word to my kids nigga, I it all

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

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

Blindfold bitch toss her in the trunk
After the first 48 that bitch smelling like a
Its a rap, I rap, I rap the punk
Dont be any mind you on tellin rap the bunks
The breakfast club nigga no crunch,
This for my dog niggas that eat for lunch
Im like I aint trapped in months
So nigga actin stunt my glock packed a

Or have em catch em when send the

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

Word to my red cross, I fuck with redcross

Im all mad EA, I'm in VA
Money talks Dre and Pharrell on threeway
Them 28's thats my dj they spinning
When I trips OT, I never winning shit
I just 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
Tell em get me a porterhouse, and ass to bind it in

Dam that was good, but I'm still

And I'm it, I be out in venice shit
They say jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness shit
say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit
If T.I.P is kobe then fuck it, I'm Derek shit
Long as I'm on the starting I'ma get it in
Cause I promised the city of I would get it in
I was andre, benjamin
Now I slide through in my woman friend

She like on sinners in, yeah

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

Yea keep wantin

Houseing by the subway, through the projects
Come to the or for an object
Number one prospect, the day that I was
Aftermath matic unlkeashed the bastard
respect none of you niggas get in the castket
Talking ratchets, never touched a automatic
this is tragic, put it in the plastic
88 bars an running, throw it whith my other

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

Yeah trash baggin, this is
And I know you been feenin for this, get your packs
I do it for the music nigga, fuck placks
Aint on no beef shit, but its still 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
Nigga get up that, go get a fucking bat

I tell you bout this rats

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

Unlkess you wanna get clapped here, wrapped yeah

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

Yo, your friends to get wit my friends

Yeah, meet me in the lot, license plate aftermath
Between me now and fuck 50, wouldnt for halve his cash
If he wastn such a bitch, nobody woulde have to
his down in jacksonville, dont make me have to rap your jack
Cause I rather be in Saint Tropez and bag
With bitches dat speak French, how you say, 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
my way down to the south, I used to trap hoe
Harlem way to Queensbidge packs yo
Might have lost a friend, but I got my gat though
Blast foes, my rap can never stop my cash flow
Had a Nike box of hundreds, when I was in that
But now I pull up in the truck the crash board
the mag low, get you antyhing you ask for

Sometimes I can be a fucking

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

put the back on, too many cunt stains on it

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

Dont make me think about we got dogs and guns

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

em to the shark then dock the yacht

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

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

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