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Yeah, uhh, dat shit
Uhh, yeah, dat gangsta
Uhh, dat gangsta
What you love huh? dat shit
What you want dat gangsta shit
Now what we huh? dat gangsta shit
Yeah, uhh, uhh

Recognize my presence, this rap game with legends
I shit niggaz try to memorize in seconds
You me, still visualize the lessons
And I wish to put aside the questions
Before find out, who's the realest
Who done without one joke about the illest
Shit that ever happened, in this rappin beyond
Joe the God it ain't so hard to start
But I lay low, create flows, for the
Now we got hoes, wantin to chase shows
I take foes, and break em down to
We went from corner thugs to white collar criminals
Individuals, with no peace on the
The out, piece on my chest, from the east to the west
Never in a sweat, keep the heat with the vest
for the 'casian blazin gettin deep with the best
The police wanna test my strategy, got half of the
Mad at me, but very few me
you will be the first to approach this, lyrical dope shit
Cartagena will bring the chrome like

Now what you love huh? dat gangsta
What you want dat gangsta shit
Now what we huh? dat gangsta shit
Dat shit, dat gangsta shit

Yeah, uhh, uhh
Fuck the whole world, all I need is my dough and my
And even she can get it, go to hell
I don't need y'all, disrespect the don and see y'all
Hit you the tech and the armor, you see-saw
That's my steez, if I don't kill you i'ma clap you
Ask your peeps if I ain't the beast soundin japanese
Coughin blood, what you get for talkin thug
Run up on your preacher with the sweeper feature coughin
a thug always a thug, hallways and drug dealers
Fillers, killers, they chill all day with us
They the don, these words are more than just another song
If I said I slit your neck, your jugular's
Ain't nothin artificial, joe the god, the terror squad
Got a lot of pistols with missiles, prayer with you
The shit you get you sprayed with the clapper
Just joe the God is not your ordinary rapper

Now what we huh? dat gangsta shit
What you want huh? dat shit
Now what we huh? dat gangsta shit
Dat gangsta shit, dat gangsta

Now what you love huh? dat shit
What you want huh? dat gangsta shit
What you live huh? dat shit
Dat gangsta shit, dat shit

Goin out to all the niggaz
All the niggaz that real hip-hop
All my niggaz on the
Dj's, no matter where the you from
where's your gat, hahaha
Primo whattup nigga?
Don
Terror squadian, the party and, what?
Beotch!!