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Intro: man

Spark that up
And fly
Oh my
ohhhh
Ahhhh
Eiiii

Verse one: sticky

I'm a
A dick in the dirt is what I'm
mad polo but only if it's stolen
I got no morals my is in the gutter
Kid I'll open up your face with my box cutter
you when you least expect it
Before I met russel I only had a record
Plus nothing ever hurt me when I was at
These evil got a mind of their own
My left me for dead with just the clothes on my back
I grew up selling
And to drive a car jack
I got smarts and I use intuition
I can an undercover with my x-ray vision
And if test me out there
They gonna make me kill them and away my carear
I'm my mothers born, her last bad seed

Verse two: fredro star a.k.a.

Its all the next caper
The cocaine, and acres
For the ah
Snatchin the paper
Me and my crew roll in the zone of the
The highlight
When the next don't go right
Its so tight it's
A squeezed hayz in
Got 'em for a runner
Then the thickens
On point like rod
ticking
Makes the hardest clicks stop ticking
Hitting stash
And murdering like and
Cover ya
And that dirty shit

method man

This is for the gun
Noise
This is for the crack
Bell
This is for the
And everyday
And all my hustlers who know where we headin'

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Verse sonsee

Its all the $50,000 cars
Dice and ice chains
We out of the niggas price range
Rings and remy mixed with
Chicks with fendi disk in the infinity
This had mad deco
Fucking petro the metro blow
All you heard was the gun
On a dead I get my head right
Running red no headlights
Pumping buddah in a benz
out mac 10's
Its just the smell of fucking
Broke niggas assed out
Took 2 puffs and out
him up with 21 shots of penicillin
him up
I guess it was hempacillin
Yo chill kid lamp kid, kid you livin'
Aye yo jb hit me one

Verse four: man

Its the blaze be johnny
Not many shots can do that ass
Lyric to the we rolling
Watch out for the that be holding
fucking up your colon
Of it's tical
Verbal
We can walk these through all 5 boroughs of new york
Some
While other walk
In my square tryin' to hide
Spreading lies in my
Got me questioning my
That be show and they don't belong here
I be the in hells kitchen
Pop in the clip and hit the dj if the records
My competition gotta me at arms distance
I know myself onion niggas don't listen
I shoot the
Got no time for that wiz
I'm to blow in 5 seconds
The clocks consider this another mission
Impossible as he hostile
Uncut blowing up nostril
We
Come on take if you dare
The reason why so raw cause it's real
I swear by the hairs on my chin chin
To the day I die I represent the grimy
The ones who can't tommy hillfigger
The down and dirty johnny fill

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