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Yeah, how many hitters can the rain? This is only a test
I told you it was
We in front of the scenes and in back of the
So you gon do now

Bitches wanna front on me but know not to to me
I keep ten glocks, ten up in front of me
Like they sprayin' sumin', they sayin' sumin'
I gets my bark on I'm DMX or somethin'

My reach is like Louis, eighty-four
is like Evander, seventy-seven slow
Thanks to Taebo, I'm and O
When I catch a knock out bitches bring the out

Two for five spots, I the rocks out
Pop the tops out then the spot out
Nigga or bitch, you want no problems
My revolver is the quick problem

Don't never think I'm slippin', bitch, I ain't
I carry a stun gun inside of my bun
ass niggas, I treat you like a bitch
Strap on a dick and stick you where you shit

I got warriors that's time felons
Leave ya body swellin', from the melon
And it ain't no when the bodies start smellin'
Somebody took the story, it to Helen Kelly

The guns and thing you about, bring 'em out
Like I thought y'all havin' a gun
I'm a millionaire, I ain't rhymin' for the
relax and let my niggas get in the ass

All y'all niggas is narrow straight
Nigga like Banger you swallow the barrel
Criminal, I ain't tryna battle on a or gravel
Through four the hollows travel

I got Montana nines, tangled lines
Who wanna wine and dine with Bris, get in
I like I rhyme, niggas thirsty to shine
Can't jack mine, I'm one of a

Die slow, y'all is dust like pyro
You sleep your eyes close, might as well be blind fold
See how much my nine hold my one
Dos tres to the cinco, reload, bitch

How you want it? Head or gut, you like baby butt
When these Brooklyn come through
jewels they tuck for what?
Intimidated how we hop out the
Or the S type Jag, niggas straight fag

This is for my niggas who ain't have shit
Ridin' around with gun in masses
out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto with only one bad bitch

This is for my bitches who ain't never have
Settin' niggas up for all stashes
Love cats with Roleys and Carti
hoes who take it in they asses

Aiyyo, I ain't gotta tell niggas where I'm from
I ain't never no bitch when I cum
I'm far from a lame you never see me run
You know how we do it, jump into it

Mafia's the gang, max out the
Nine team, mack 11, mobs men
Who said we ain't rich? Kim's bling a fortune
Queen Bee niggas shootin' anything

From now on, it's on I catch you niggas snorin'
Any fresh event you can bet niggas
Betta leave town, catch a flight in the
Get the cold out ya eyes, 'bout to die

Three niggas got beef, three got to go
Hit 'em all in the row like, tic tac toe
Where you start is you finish at
Show y'all the meanin' of fam, dat

Yo, this is for my niggas who never have shit
Ridin' town with gun in masses
Copped out the ten years but had six
All the hoods with only one bad bitch

is for my bitches who ain't never have shit
Settin' up for all they stashes
cats with Roleys and Carti glasses
Nasty hoes who take it in asses