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(Intro)
I mean simple
fuck wit us

[Verse 1 : Lil
I got on yo head
I do my dirty work
I cut off my hands, I don't touch the work
I pray these niggas fuck with me
And I don't like to curse in
And my bitch' pussy just like Mrs. Butterworth's
I mean that, believe
Don't be short that work nigga
We find out where yo ho nigga
We follow your from church nigga
You gonna have to swallow yo pride like a quencher
Get'em
I don't really fuck around with certain
Fuck all yall niggas, my niggas
niggas hustling backwards
Check ya rear-view mirror and your mirrors
OG kush keep my clearer
That choppa get yo mind
I got 2 choppas that's
Eat yo block up like shrimp fried
so long since I seen my eyes white
You I smoke like dry ice
stay in yo lane or get sideswiped
It's going down, let me up and fly right
Still turn a ho into a housewife
Man it's like some things never change
You ain't got a shot in a gun
These chumps ain't even got chump
Uh yea, and fuck with me, you know I'm Gotti
Check before I sign it
Yea, I'm on these niggas, no horizon
Yea, and going down if I'm her pilot
Uh, my new car is so
My new is so provided
talks, yours like no comment
Black car, profiling, rest in peace to Christopher Wallace
Desert Eagle like the
I get my work Rico Suave uh
a Rollie if I got time on my hand
You ever see me broke? on my cast
Boy my so good I cry when it's gone
Had a in jail, that's a cellphone
Yea, I'm to buy a machinegun
We drink it all, leave clean cups, make mountains like speed bumps
I'm sittin on some train
Hopin' that speed up
I'm these niggas, roll my sleeves up, yea
I got bad on standby, all my hoes got cat eyes
Celebrate a rat die, make a nigga fall back like he getting baptized
Put me in a hospital room, of flat lines
I'm Lee immortal
My name ringing, my ringin, hello may I take yo order?
I say...
over testimony
Got so much shit built up you could it on me
Fuck all y'all niggas in nigga
Ain't nothing free round but Willy, nigga
Ak-47, it Mr. Biggs
All my niggas blood, yo syringe
Chop his off, put it in the fridge
Try not to mistake that shit for

2 : T.I.]
Hey let me introduce you nigga to most
Every nigga with me carry a tote
bitches like a nigga Tune on the low
They just be like 10 and be doing the
Okay, in the jet flyin over the boat
I'm on the way the Panama, I got a few on the boat
What you niggas make a year; I do with the blow
You keep on with me, bet I'll put a few in you ho
The of a fuck nigga, we soon to see
These sweet as perfume to me
I mean like cartoon to me
Ain't nobody fuckin Tune and me
Gang, bang green, in God we trust
Young Money Cash Money, they down us
I got a bitch who yo bitch, you finna give the ho up
And don't buck shawty listen, you really know us
We a bust a nigga head, leave him for dead
I get caught a banger, I'ma lay in the feds
In gen pop nigga day in the feds
I was chillin on the yard, really hard
And these pussy niggas catchin' over broads
pussy nigga but I'm really like a god
A town nigga, head I'm about it
Everybody "to fuck with me cuz I got it"