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Get Ready. Get Steady.
Spaghetti Shredded.
Heavy debted.
For get jelly-spread.
The let me let it.
go medly at it.
coke with envy.
n richie n britneys habit.
cass, a lotta rappers seem militant, n be addicts .
puttin nuthin but wood on da shelves like a cabinet.
if i feel da static. i peel the matic. yall the static.
the cal. go sporedic. (bling). thats not so radical
come to no establishment.
U broke-nose, for tryin' to mike my Ozone.
embarrassment
shit im as an Afghani terrorist
im poppa's tool when im to bring yall Hailly Marias
a risk *eating brew fever*, stare at dis.
u dont live M.O.B. . . u but a queer therapist.
N*** my M.O.B. get money. even no T. no penalty.
no C. that dinero B. That all i see mentally.
i yall from manual to automatic physically.
chemistry infiltrate my men in street.
we in da - you industry.
LARCENY, militia N****. wit us.
if not, cass put em on sum whole chart from us.
Bags.

Yeah, That's What I'm Talkin' Bout Gunz,
We Refresh These Niggas Memories,
I Guess They Got Amnesia And That We Bout Our Business. Lets Get Em'

I got my hand on my damn
And i coped a gun so big it could kill handcock/
I aint a rat, me talkin to the damn
Is like lewis eatin hamhocks/
Imma gorilla but im than a damn fox/
cool since pre-school playin in the sand box/
Imma hustla i used to tha gram na'
I can stand on the corner sellin gram gram ha'/
And no im not from japan
It just like its asian in me/ cuz i keep the hasian in me/
I in jail, I got a couple 100 dayz ^ n me/
But i still keep the ak and the wit me/
I ball hard so other ballers is to stick me/
Cuz if i get fouled ill probubly the teck/
And you can be the next ill shoot to def/
I wild-out,But if i foul out ill shoot the
Im happy when im in the coupe' but the depressed/
Cuz i always put them down the trunk is where i put now/
I got doe, ever since 0 put a pound in my
I the man, you should put the crown on my dome/
im on the phone havin conference callz/ wit millionare "yeah" looked what i accomplished
And i tryna take a life i got a contience ya'll/
Plus the send you ^ north like the compass ya'll/
I was 17 living out in yanker
Signed to RuffRiders wit a flow was bonkers ya'll/
I can even lie, you can BMY, you can ask swiss too, SB and kiss
you can ask DMX, the female Pitt 2/ and let you know all the battles i had to get threw/
You can ask dragon about how i had to eat/
of muffuckaz, YUP, man i had the streets/
But aint no in battlin'/
And i had to
I can spit reckless but i had to a hit record/
And now i make hit record after hit And i make chicks get naked like this check it/
I juss lick my lips on some LL
and make em' laugh on david chappelle shit/
and they be on some lets go to the shit/
and i give em' hard dick on some got out of jail shit/
The innocent man, in the Can/
And i neva made a statement never been on the
And its all about the man...real talk/
and you dude walk in my timbalands man/
and m y sneeks dont fit you/ the streets fuck wit you/
And i sip
And i back shots/
and smoke pot the color of a Jacks box/
I rap but i sold rocks/
And had the block like the frogs on the honey smacks box/
YOU EM"....BODY BAGS!!!!!!!!!!