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Yo, who wanna wreck you the iller thug, super killer thug
You know thug that's used to doin' it out the dub
I go Shaft on niggaz, don't make me to call my killers
Staff on niggaz, get bloodbaths for all you
Yo, I ain't tryna shit straight up I walk this shit
I'm used to bossin' and offin' clips
See hood is around my way, talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave that nigga shit

See we gang, we never bought it in the streets, I
I train to hustle, get it take out names
Let me bang and spread it all around the project
I'm sick glocks, now bitches get ridiculous jocks
Now thug filthy walkin' through your club with blunts
Grill fronts, keep Henny on the spill for months
I get trucks from the bitches and the niggaz I
And figure the niggaz that fuck with us

Yo, Mag never with a gun, Mag roll with a two-case
Get up in beef niggaz end up with a screw face
Besides that I got a gang of P-town niggaz with court
And they all gettin'
We can be enemies after your wife, or runnin' train on 'em
on a slut, let it rain on 'em
But I'd rather put my on 'em
at the bitch, she got a frame on 'em

Mag hit it came on 'em
"Alias" if you me you ride
Get in the of the Lex' and be out of your tux
me "Alias" from my respects to crack this case
I'm bein' berserk, nigga, look at my face
I got an ill way of showin' my
Fuck talkin' how I'm hurt, Mag take out his
I'm insane and y'all niggaz, hatin' my thang
Mag the illest nigga spittin', fuck the and plain

Sin the reason why rap gon' be the same
First niggaz speak my name, off his brain
Put the to his back, clap his lungs collapse
If I would sell, six plat', I'm done rap
How many y'all gotta touch, then found out Sin's too
Uncut, touch
You me, of pussy, you bitch ass nigga
Up North, drawers off, ass nigga

Now I'm hangin' with superstars and fuckin' them in the room
After the nuttin', sweep 'em out the broom
Mag ghetto as but mo' cheddar
Used to smoke dub sacks now pound [unverified]
But I got a sweet tooth for but never kill
I run with steel, stay in the house, put my dick up in
usin' the pill, never did it before
I wanna see how it feel, you fuck wit' my skill

I make a mil' [unverified], pussy fine in weather
wipin' they tongues a little
Mag run for the street, or for the
Brand new cribs still the pot
Some bums take see
lookin' at Mag strangely
Find thyself, hangin' a tree
But I'm a life gleeful
"Alias" is next, but that nigga diesel [unverified]

Yo, I used to keep it on the low I was younger
But now I'm big in the game, come let me show you somethin'
So whatchu is a tech or a four five calico with a nose wide
And women don't know to slow slide
My A-K in the cut, my 'dro hidin'
I keep them hookers my fort, and keep a low vibe
I heard the feds me 'cuz I'm so live
From five o'clock to four oh five sellin' and dimes

Even Magoo got a watch, I dumb
Ain't no familiars in this place where I'm slingin' it
I got wholesale weight, low sale weight
Or any kind of weight that my dough flow straight
I'm, oh, so great, real thugs, no fake
That's why down to play me on radio stations and rotations
hate, everything I stand fo', throw hands fo'
Make plans fo', on yo' camp fo'

back in the same colored Escalade
Run over rappers that test the
Leave you under the jeep and test your
Put it in reverse and, crush your
Go to court, tell the fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your
Get it nigga, you dealin' with apes
I for the safe now show me the cake, uhh

Listen, as I'm on the show you struggle in raps
Anticipate plates, man, right where you sat
Like a panel nigga your shirt, picture that
How your child's gonna burp when you losin' your
Hey, I'm bringin' the shade, floss in the day
Niggaz think they so cold like they jewelry
I'm hittin' hoes, like you charmin' the dame
Crackin' up like, "Damn, which one of paid?"

A pretty boy got hookers thinkin' that the blows trade
That's the day that the slide under the braid
I'll give you somethin' sharp to raise that line in fade
Different ligaments torn for every that's sprayed
Puttin' hoes into groups and spittin' them up like
Du-rags ain't safe, bullets skip waves
I'll hop thru, pop somethin' in Dave
I from around yo' way, nigga, I'm from V A