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[Cory

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

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

I got my on my damn cock/
And i coped a gun so big it probubly kill handcock/
I aint a rat, me talkin to the cops/
Is like lewis Fericon hamhocks/
Imma gorilla but im slicker a damn fox/
Been cool since pre-school playin in the box/
Imma hustla i used to hand tha na'
I can stand on the corner sellin gram after 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 keep the ak and the razor wit me/
I ball hard so other ballers is to stick me/
Cuz if i get ill probubly shoot the teck/
And you can be the nigga ill shoot to def/
I wild-out,But if i foul out ill the ref/
Im happy im in the coupe' but the roof depressed/
Cuz i put them down the trunk is where i put them now/
I got doe, ever since 0 put a in my hand/
I been the man, you should put the on my dome/
im on the phone conference callz/ wit millionare "yeah" looked what i accomplished ya'll/
And i aint tryna take a life i got a contience
Plus the cops send you ^ north like the compass
I was 17 living out in yanker
Signed to RuffRiders wit a flow that was 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/
thousands of muffuckaz, YUP, man i had the
But aint no money in
And i had to
I can spit reckless but i had to a hit record/
And now i make hit record after hit record/ And i chicks get naked like this check it/
I juss lick my on some LL shit/
and make em' on some david chappelle shit/
and they be on some go to the hotel shit/
and i give em' hard dick on just got out of jail shit/
The innocent man, in the Can/
And i neva made a statement never on the stand/
And its all about the man...real talk/
and you dude cant walk in my man/
and m y sneeks dont fit you/ the streets dont fuck wit
And i sip
And i throw back
and smoke pot the of a Apple Jacks box/
I rap but i sold crack
And had the block jumpin like the frogs on the honey box/
YOU EM"....BODY BAGS!!!!!!!!!!