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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 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 Afghani
im tool when im trying to bring yall Hailly Marias
Take a risk brew fever*, stare at dis.
u dont M.O.B. . . u nuthin but a queer therapist.
my M.O.B. get that 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, militia N****. wit us.
if not, put em on sum whole nother chart from us.
Bags.

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

I got my hand on my damn
And i a gun so big it could probubly kill handcock/
I aint a rat, me to the damn cops/
Is like Fericon eatin hamhocks/
Imma gorilla but im slicker than a fox/
Been cool since pre-school playin in the sand
Imma i used to hand tha gram na'
I can stand on the corner sellin after gram ha'/
And no im not japan ha'/
It just look like its asian in me/ cuz i 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 ballers is afraid 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 shoot the
Im happy when im in the coupe' but the roof
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 been the man, you put the crown on my dome/
im on the phone havin conference callz/ wit millionare "yeah" what i accomplished ya'll/
And i aint tryna take a 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 too, SB and kiss too/
you can ask DMX, the Pitt 2/ and they'll let you know all the battles i had to get threw/
You can ask dragon sheek how i had to eat/
of muffuckaz, YUP, man i had the streets/
But no money in battlin'/
And i had to
I can reckless but i had to make a hit record/
And now i make hit record after hit record/ And i make chicks get naked like check it/
I juss my lips on some LL shit/
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 just got out of jail shit/
The innocent man, been in the
And i neva made a statement never been on the
And its all about the man...real talk/
and you cant 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 crack rocks/
And had the block jumpin like the frogs on the honey smacks
YOU EM"....BODY BAGS!!!!!!!!!!