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Yo, who wanna wreck you the iller thug, super killer thug
You know that thug that's used to it out the dub
I go Shaft on niggaz, don't make me have to call my
Staff on niggaz, get bloodbaths for all you
Yo, I ain't tryna talk shit straight up I 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 nigga coffin shit

See we gang, we bought it in the streets, I slang
Peeps I train to hustle, get it take out
Let me bang and spread it all the project blocks
I'm sick glocks, now bitches get ridiculous jocks
Now thug filthy niggaz walkin' your club with blunts
with fronts, keep Henny on the spill for months
I get trucks from the and the niggaz I crush
And the last niggaz that fuck with us

Yo, Mag never roll with a gun, Mag with a two-case
Get up in some beef niggaz end up a screw face
Besides that I got a of P-town niggaz with court cases
And they all life
We can be enemies after fuckin' 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 back of the and be out of your tux
Label me "Alias" from my 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 goin' insane and y'all niggaz, my thang
Mag the nigga spittin', fuck the simple and plain

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

Now I'm hangin' with superstars and fuckin' them in the cocktail
the nuttin', sweep 'em out with the broom
Mag as ever but mo' cheddar
Used to smoke dub sacks now pound [unverified]
But I got a tooth for crime 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, when you fuck 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
bums take change see
Neighbors lookin' at Mag
thyself, hangin' from a tree
But I'm a real life
"Alias" is next, but nigga ain't diesel [unverified]

Yo, I to keep it on the low when 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 five calico with a nose
And women don't know when to slide
My A-K in the cut, with my 'dro
I them hookers 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 sellin' quarters and dimes

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

back in the same colored Escalade
Run over rappers test the brake
Leave you under the and test your faith
Put it in reverse and, your face
Go to court, tell the fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your
Get it right nigga, you with apes
I came for the now show me the cake, uhh

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

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