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

"Infamous Stamp it on ya baby,
niggas be acting shit is all gravy
up the 4-5 bout to get busy
I'm in the street everyday Dunn i run this
Smokin' that Dunn i cant feel my face
Shit be laced, Let me hit it again..
Sid Roam Keep it Poppin they did it again
While kick facts shootouts with black mac's
ask the way, niggas know i did that
drugs all night rockin a ski mask
We last longer than all Frank heads
Take leds feds that like to break bread
Fuck Chicken-Heads part of my M.O
R.I.P. to My in Yambo
Ya Looking for Twin I Got of Ammo
in The Streets Everyday yall forced to lay Low

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

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

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

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

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

Gambino &
Do it to def, How we do it, gone 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 Coast
Do it to def, How we do it, gone do it to The def.

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

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

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

It's My Turn To
I sparkle Like a
My Style like a Box
Box Cutta