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Yeah, uh,
I like the way sound
Now

Check, n**** ya feelin' like a frog in a
One weed will you from the bottom the trunk
From the trunk to the
I'ma rain on 'em, put the a slump

Like a rib
That's what the want
Don't cha, ain't the typical story
Therefore I don't fall in the

I'm calm and collective
You con'in a
chronic for breakfast
It match with the

Nines only down til' the wanna check this
Reckless, treacherous warn specialist
if you rest next to me
N**** come testin' me, you get the gun

These old n****z want the new sound
Actin' like they don't know who holdin' New York
Yeah, I to buy Nick's, ten years later now
I'm super-fly without a roof on my whip, s***

I sip a hundred proof til' I'm
And wave at the haters who got a root sick
Tell n****z 'Like to make a so the llama's close
That kind of don't fly like mumma jokes

So they got 'em long-short, Old kinda
More out of left s***, trailers all around the
To you get around by boat, I get a pound I smoke
I put 'em them dope

I'm real scope when I the block, I make traffic stop
A prodigal wave thing that make the rot
This jacks, be long before the platinum plaques
The Pro and the wax

Take a back 'fore you catch a contact
The like an M-16 with an arm-strap
I'ma bomb on n****z until they bomb back
The demeanor, microphone crack

All of changed since a came
A lot came here, f***in' up the game
Therefore I ain't servin' nothin' but the
You playin', I'm hungry a mahf***er' mayn'

Rob a store 'fore you around poor
you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, you grown more
You fuelin' up the when you hate
So I'ma lean on ya' you make a mistake, I can't wait

the curtains close
It's just me and Tony, in them O's
Indoor overload, like I own the roads
These is p*** that's why my shoulders cold

M by the bow, I'm ridin' filthy in the Beamer
'Cause I can have Lamina Calina bring to a mister
You drown in deep water, any n**** around
From the street corner, where you need heat on ya

I'm on the climb my next CD climbs South side
Greedy Dine, red wine, DB9, NYPD
It ain't an easy grind
A try to get mine, I'ma feed him nine

And it's graffiti time, n****az ya mural
For by a motherf***in' hero
I'm fresh, fly and flashy, guy if you ask me
Jet by on the nasty, you in a taxi

All of s*** since a came
A lot 'round here, f***in' up the game
Therefore I ain't servin' but the pain
You playin', I'm hungry than a mayn'

Rob a store you walk around poor
'Cause you ain't gettin' nothin' me, you grown more
You fuelin' up the fire when you
So I'ma lean on ya' til' you make a mistake, I can't

Ha, ha, yeah, uh

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