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Gambino..
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P..
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Nuttin but MOB Shit
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Nuttin but Hard shit

"Infamous it on ya forehead baby,
be acting like shit is all gravy
Load up the 4-5 to get busy
I'm in the everyday Dunn i run this city
Smokin' that icky Dunn i feel my face
must be laced, Let me hit it again..
Sid Roam it Poppin Dunn they did it again
While kick true facts shootouts with mac's
ask around the way, niggas know i did
pump drugs all night rockin a ski
We last longer than all these Frank
Take leds shake feds like to break bread
Chicken-Heads thast part of my M.O
R.I.P. to My nigga in
Ya Looking for I Got Tons of Ammo
in The Streets Everyday niggas forced to lay Low

I been through threats, Tec's [or sounds Im to adress threats, tec's]
out Tec's and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My Turn To
I Like a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Masta

I through threats, Tec's
out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

My Turn To Shine
I sparkle Like a
My like a Box Cutta
Box Masta

P a Filter
I Run the comb through the hood and my target,
..Comb the Hood.
Find his apartment, Wildlife
You food in the forest, nigga MOB shit..
Here's a Riddle take him to the
Whats Black with the White Sheet and Red All
Over here's War, You Just another Dead
I Been the world, but America is Colder..
Much More Fowl, More Wild
The Chopper gone Chop, The Go Pow
This ain't no 80's Shit is Right Now
I transcend This is Two Thousand Twelve
Ya Need a Hard smack in the a ya Head
This system Corrupt, Better up Kid
Cause there's nothing we can do cept spread the
And then one day we can all the world..

Gambino &
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
Prodigy &
Do it to the def, How we gone do it, do it to The def.
& Bravo
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
On the East and West
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to The def.

I through threats, Tec's [or sounds like Im to adress threats, tec's]
out Tec's and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

My Turn To Shine
I Like a Razor
My Style like a Box
Box Cutta

I been threats, Tec's
out Tec's and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The world

It's My To Shine
I Like a Razor
My like a Box Cutta
Box Cutta