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Oh my God, oh my God

Microphone checka, sword lecture
down the sector, supreme neck protector
Better 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot
to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV

For cheesy, too wanna be hard be easy
all an' together, going all out together
It don't take much to me
Still homes I'm never satisfy like the
We condone bitin' see them skull and crossbones

Protecting what I'm
Don't clash with the Titan who blast a license
To rap reciting
Come on, in the zone with ya nigga from the group
Tical, your lifestyle

Put lights out
Get the shit to crackin' got you with your pipes out
Time for some action, surfin' the
Mad at you, where I used to crews
when Antoinette had that attitude

Cover me I'm going in, walls in
Got us off these pistols
My niggas got issues, again, same
with the mega bomb
Blow you out the frame and then I'm

Yo, I was too but we roam, cellular phones
Doc-Meth back in the flesh, and bones
Don't condone, spit loans and homegrown
Suckers break like turbo and

When I, grab the broom, moon-walk platoon hawk my goons
Leave you in a lagoon lost, true
Three nines and a glove with he dying in the car
While we on the bars

Haters don't touch, Weigh us both up
Now my dope up
Got the hooked up, all channels
my shirt all mammals
You ship off keys and we grand pianos

Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump, on a forty
Yo smokin' on a
Bust my gun and red and Meth gettin'
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Yeah, come on, red and gettin' jumped
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la