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[Cory

Get Ready. Get Steady.
Bloody Shredded.
debted. Credently
For get jelly-spread.
The let me let it.
go medly at it.
addicts with envy.
n nicole richie n habit.
cass, a lotta seem militant, n be itchin' addicts .
puttin but wood on da shelves like a kitchen cabinet.
if i da static. i peel the matic. yall gets the static.
the cal. will go sporedic. (bling). thats not so
to no compatible establishment.
U broke-nose, for tryin' to jones my Ozone.
embarrassment
shit im *heared* as an terrorist
im poppa's tool when im to bring yall Hailly Marias
Take a risk *eating fever*, stare at dis.
u live M.O.B. . . u nuthin but a queer therapist.
my M.O.B. get that money. even no T. no penalty.
when no C. dinero B. That 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 whole nother chart us.
Bags.

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

I got my hand on my damn
And i coped a gun so big it probubly kill handcock/
I aint a rat, me to the damn cops/
Is lewis Fericon eatin hamhocks/
Imma gorilla but im slicker than a fox/
cool since pre-school playin in the sand box/
Imma hustla i used to hand tha na'
I can stand on the corner sellin gram gram ha'/
And no im not japan ha'/
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 keep the ak and the razor wit me/
I hard so other ballers is afraid to stick me/
Cuz if i get ill probubly shoot the teck/
And you can be the next nigga ill shoot to
I wild-out,But if i out ill shoot the ref/
Im when im in the coupe' but the roof depressed/
Cuz i always put them down the trunk is where i put them
I got doe, ever 0 put a pound in my hand/
I the man, you should put the crown on my dome/
im on the phone havin conference callz/ wit millionare "yeah" looked i accomplished ya'll/
And i tryna take a life i got a contience ya'll/
Plus the cops send you ^ north like the ya'll/
I was 17 living out in ya'll/
Signed to RuffRiders wit a flow that was bonkers
I can even lie, you can BMY, you can ask too, SB and kiss too/
you can ask DMX, the female Pitt 2/ and they'll let you know all the i had to get threw/
You can ask dragon sheek about how i had to
thousands of muffuckaz, YUP, man i had the
But no money in battlin'/
And i had to
I can spit but i had to make a hit record/
And now i make hit record after hit record/ And i make 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 go to the hotel shit/
and i give em' hard on some just got out of jail shit/
The innocent man, been in the
And i made a statement never been on the stand/
And its all about the man...real talk/
and you dude cant in my timbalands man/
and m y sneeks dont fit you/ the streets dont wit you/
And i sip
And i throw back
and pot the color of a Apple Jacks box/
I rap but i sold rocks/
And had the block jumpin like the frogs on the smacks box/
YOU EM"....BODY BAGS!!!!!!!!!!