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Yo, who wanna wreck you the iller thug, super killer thug
You know that thug that's to doin' it out the dub
I go Shaft on niggaz, 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 shit and offin' clips
See hood is my way, they talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave that nigga shit

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

Yo, Mag never with a gun, Mag roll with a two-case
Get up in some beef niggaz end up with a face
Besides that I got a gang of P-town with court cases
And they all gettin'
We can be enemies after fuckin' your wife, or runnin' on 'em
Piss on a slut, let it on 'em
But I'd put my brain 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
Label me "Alias" my respects to crack this case
I'm past bein' berserk, nigga, at my face
I got an ill way of my pain
Fuck talkin' how I'm hurt, Mag take out his
I'm goin' insane and y'all niggaz, hatin' my
Mag the illest nigga spittin', fuck the and plain

Sin the reason why rap ain't be the same
First speak my name, off with his brain
Put the heat to his back, clap his lungs
If I would sell, six plat', I'm with rap
How many gotta touch, then found 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' in the cocktail room
the nuttin', sweep 'em out with the broom
Mag ghetto as but mo' cheddar
to smoke dub sacks now just pound [unverified]
But I got a tooth for crime but never kill
I run with steel, stay in the house, put my up in Jill
usin' the pill, never did it before
I see how it feel, when you fuck wit' my skill

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

Yo, I used to 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 five calico with a nose wide
And women don't know to slow slide
My A-K in the cut, with my 'dro
I keep them hookers 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 got a watch, I ain't dumb
Ain't no familiars in this place I'm slingin' it from
I got wholesale weight, that low sale
Or any of weight that make my dough flow straight
I'm, oh, so great, real thugs, no fake
That's why they down to me on radio stations and rotations
Thugs hate, I stand fo', throw hands fo'
Make fo', roll on yo' camp fo'

back in the same colored Escalade
Run over rappers test the brake
Leave you under the jeep and your faith
Put it in reverse and, crush your
Go to court, the judge fuck the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut face
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 nickel plates, man, right you sat
Like a panel nigga your shirt, picture that
How your child's gonna burp when you your lap?
Hey, I'm the shade, don't floss in the day
Niggaz think they so cold they jewelry okay
I'm hittin' hoes, respondin' like you the dame
Crackin' up like, "Damn, one of y'all paid?"

A pretty boy got hookers thinkin' the blows don't trade
the day that the curls slide under the braid
I'll give you somethin' sharp to raise line in your fade
Different ligaments 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