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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 addicts envy.
n richie n britneys habit.
cass, a lotta seem militant, n be itchin' addicts .
nuthin but wood on da shelves like a kitchen cabinet.
if i feel da static. i the matic. yall gets the static.
the cal. will go sporedic. (bling). thats not so
to no compatible establishment.
U broke-nose, for to mike jones my Ozone.
behold
im *heared* as an Afghani terrorist
im poppa's tool when im trying to bring yall Marias
a risk *eating brew fever*, stare at dis.
u dont M.O.B. . . u nuthin but a queer therapist.
N*** my M.O.B. get money. even no T. no penalty.
when no C. that B. That all i see mentally.
i shift from manual to automatic physically.
cant infiltrate my men in street.
we in da - you industry.
LARCENY, N****. march wit us.
if not, cass put em on sum whole nother from us.
Bags.

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

I got my on my damn cock/
And i coped a gun so big it could kill handcock/
I aint a rat, me talkin to the cops/
Is like Fericon eatin hamhocks/
Imma gorilla but im slicker a damn fox/
Been since pre-school playin in the sand box/
Imma i used to hand tha gram na'
I can on the corner sellin gram after gram ha'/
And no im not from ha'/
It just look its asian in me/ cuz i keep the hasian in me/
I been in jail, I got a couple 100 ^ n me/
But i still keep the ak and the wit me/
I ball hard so other ballers is afraid to me/
Cuz if i get fouled ill probubly shoot the
And you can be the next ill shoot to def/
I wild-out,But if i foul out ill shoot the
Im happy im in the coupe' but the roof depressed/
Cuz i always put down the trunk is where i put them now/
I got doe, since 0 put a pound in my hand/
I been the man, you should put the crown on my
im on the phone havin conference callz/ wit millionare "yeah" looked i accomplished ya'll/
And i aint tryna take a i got a contience ya'll/
Plus the cops you ^ north like the compass ya'll/
I was 17 living out in ya'll/
Signed to RuffRiders wit a flow that was bonkers
I can lie, you can BMY, you can ask swiss too, SB and kiss too/
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/
thousands of muffuckaz, YUP, man i had the
But aint no money in
And i had to
I can reckless but i had to make a hit record/
And now i make hit record hit record/ And i make chicks get naked like this check it/
I juss my lips on some LL shit/
and make em' laugh on david chappelle shit/
and they be on lets go to the hotel shit/
and i give em' hard dick on some just got out of shit/
The man, been in the Can/
And i made a statement never been on the stand/
And its all the benjamins man...real talk/
and you dude cant walk in my timbalands
and m y dont fit you/ the streets dont fuck wit you/
And i sip
And i throw back
and smoke pot the color of a Jacks box/
I rap but i crack rocks/
And had the block jumpin like the frogs on the smacks box/
YOU EM"....BODY BAGS!!!!!!!!!!