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

See we gang, we never bought it in the streets, I
Peeps I 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 niggaz walkin' through your with blunts
Grill with fronts, keep Henny on the spill for
I get from the bitches and the niggaz I crush
And figure the last that fuck with us

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

Mag hit it then on 'em
"Alias" if you with me you
Get in the back of the Lex' and be out of tux
Label me "Alias" from my respects to crack case
I'm past bein' berserk, nigga, look at my
I got an ill way of my pain
talkin' how I'm hurt, Mag take out his brain
I'm insane and y'all niggaz, hatin' my thang
Mag the illest spittin', fuck the simple and plain

Sin the why rap ain't gon' be the same
niggaz speak my name, off with 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 found out Sin's too
Uncut, can't
You remind me, of pussy, you bitch ass
Up North, drawers off, ass nigga

Now I'm with superstars and fuckin' them in the cocktail room
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 with steel, stay in the house, put my dick up in
Poppin' the pill, never did it before
I wanna see how it feel, when you fuck wit' my

I make a [unverified], pussy much fine in weather
Fam's wipin' they tongues a
Mag run for the street, or for the
Brand new cribs dissin' the pot
Some bums take see
Neighbors lookin' at Mag
Find thyself, hangin' a tree
But I'm a real life
"Alias" is next, but that nigga ain't diesel

Yo, I used to keep it on the low I was younger
But now I'm big boss in the game, let me show you somethin'
So whatchu need is a tech or a four five with a nose wide
And don't know when to slow slide
My A-K in the cut, with my 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' quarters and

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

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

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

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