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

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

Yo, Mag roll with a gun, Mag roll with a two-case
Get up in some beef niggaz end up with a screw
that I got a gang of P-town niggaz with court cases
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
Look at the bitch, she got a 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 past bein' berserk, nigga, at my face
I got an ill way of my pain
talkin' how I'm hurt, Mag take out his brain
I'm goin' and y'all niggaz, hatin' my thang
Mag the nigga spittin', fuck the simple and plain

Sin the reason why rap ain't gon' be the
First niggaz speak my name, off with his
Put the heat to his back, clap his lungs
If I would sell, six plat', I'm done rap
How many y'all gotta touch, then found out Sin's too
Uncut, can't
You remind me, of pussy, you bitch ass
Up North, drawers off, snitch ass

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

I make a mil' [unverified], pussy much in weather
Fam's wipin' tongues a little
Mag run for the street, or for the
Brand new cribs still the pot
Some take change see
Neighbors at Mag strangely
thyself, hangin' from a tree
But I'm a life gleeful
"Alias" is next, but nigga ain't diesel [unverified]

Yo, I used to keep it on the low I was younger
But now I'm big boss in the game, come let me show you
So whatchu need is a tech or a four calico with a nose wide
And women know when to slow slide
My A-K in the cut, with my 'dro
I keep them holdin' my fort, and keep a low vibe
I heard the hate me 'cuz I'm so live
From five o'clock to four oh five sellin' quarters and

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

Laid back in the same colored
Run over that test the brake
Leave you under the and test your faith
Put it in reverse and, your face
Go to court, the judge fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your
Get it right nigga, you dealin' apes
I for the safe now show me the cake, uhh

Listen, as I'm on the show you struggle in raps
nickel plates, man, right where you sat
Like a panel nigga under shirt, picture that
How your child's gonna burp when you losin' your
Hey, I'm the shade, don't floss in the day
Niggaz think they so cold like they okay
I'm hittin' hoes, respondin' you charmin' the dame
Crackin' up like, "Damn, which one of paid?"

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