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(Yes yes yes)
I infect the set and collect the cash
and i'm gonn' run game but the past
got long range, aint
lets flip at the change
kick it parlay
Exchangin back to back
wordplay but late for the tymin
It wait for the hate n' feedback
I stat when I break the weed on my rap

[Andre

I was about eight miles from the City of Dope
Meanin my city is the of Dope
the coke, caddy spokes
it couldnt be saveed by the Pope
is the bible couldnt care bout a idol
If youre goin for the
then its kinda
youre gonna have a rival thats bustin at ya do'
Tryin ta put bullet up in yo clothes

oh, oh fo sho we can some mo'
while fall short ta tha ocean flo'
(suckas)
I get pesky boss Joe Pesci
I drop hefty rhymes on all
suckas that play two cue execute
the play off I execute
on sight ya too height ya might get
just like ya gold and no-name raps

[Andre

Homie dont ask me about chick
because about any chick I'll the fifth
me St. Nick when I spit the Gift
real rap cat on a ship
lock n' chain like Sid
I used my three wishes
When it ta swishers, cut the heart
ta Al Green in the dark
Jumed in the ride with a coat
in the rear view who popped the most
just when i thought that i saw a
I realized it was the endo

ma gold rope i go fo' off green dope
ya last hope they at me like the pope
i campaign the bang the is unanimous
smokin cannibis in a camel clutch
like this cant trip when i get
set it off lay em down no second thoughts
imposin' endo keep blowin
and the snowman

tiger my adjust like a diamond heist
'cause the way I shine you might lose ya
in my brand new farm vest
new kangol pull low no
grab ya cream get ya who raise supreme
in yo face cock its a new rigeme
yo out again but it really dont
had it with the police scanna'
hang the bannas' yo cock tha
or forever in life you'll wear a

It was pivotal when you with pitiful answers
rhymes an avelanche in the average
ya sweatin they all out representin'
ya in n out steppin like three seven
i kept it promised no threatin'
ya probably flipped fo' if not it
I stepped in the house throw with the peyton
excuse the food but ho with the hey now

Check it, crack the bottle then the whip
yo hear i go a son ill crack ya hip
i'm like an but at an angle
and i start to talk like Marlin Brando
like that blow in my croaka' sack
tell the benz dealer that the is back
outta turn moonshine inta yak
and then the ATF come raid the track

I connive mo drive ta multiply chedda'
I can see the without the tella'
cock back the raw rap or release the
a jaw-jap but i looked past it
I get detailed describe it
practice the till im knowin it backwards
it with a passion one in the same
then i the masta and study the game

Ok, i hit the night sky with the ruby red
the streets are i can hear her cry
freaks wear thats not their size
and here come Nicky with the rhymes
and the melody can ya crack the case
like a bat outta hell i the race
scars on my face detect the
get a scale fo the rhyme when i the weight.