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"Gas Mask"
(with Of 300)

of 300:]
Shit I'm too
Too much for my self
Hit the streets and go hand in hand I place that paper like damn
Try, bitch Imma teach you 'bout drumming, and blowing trumpets band camp
I'm only coming to tell you dreams, bitch I'm the Sandman
Take every shot at his top like he wearing a head cam, he a dead man
If he survive I swear it's a miracle, but he gon' need a bedpan
Leavin' 'em pissed, let's go take his life and don't him with shit
know 'bout blowing the Reaper a kiss, I promise six feet ain't the deepest it get
That's why I keep God, pray and play smart, keep the DA and my face a charge
Keep tools on me in the street like martial law, and fuck the I'm on national guard
If we ain't in business you ain't the fam
Then you don't eat,
with the team, yeah he hope he can
So he suicide like the Holy
Yo bitch I ain't meet, ho in a trance
Better get a leash before she go off
If we in the sheets then she gon' the clan
And I it up front so she know where I stand
TO3 if you ain't who I am
Heat on me I'm gon' blow like a fan
GOD with me and so are these
FGE in and we so in

Coming from the like old boots
Nigga Imma vet old troops
shit is accustomed like a old school
And you niggas just old
Do it all, go hard I don't bruise
I on alarm, bitch I won't snooze
Repairman yeah I know tools
Get in these muddy waters you know blues
No trust for these niggas, they could be the
Gotta watch for the Snake Eyes, without no dice
They hate when you gettin' and
And bitch I'm so dynamite, but I'm known to leave a bitch
(boom, boom)
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[Montana of
I'm a in a gas mask
I was up a bad path
Infatuated with the fast
Pounds no
'em in a trash bag
Got the weight off like
Don't ever around with my dough
The last nigga you beefed with didn't make you full of steel but this one wheel (will) unicycle
criminal, Michael
I'm so focused like a rope
FGE that's I ride for
Started moving hydro, now I'm viral
Everything I spit is
Watch me it like Tae Bo [?]
Youngin the ninth floor, nice flow
Verses so deep that you gotta 'em like the Bible
Breakin' rules with my up in school with them tools but I didn't go to Columbine
I got so much money on my mafucking mind that I tattooed a sign
I'm self-made I'm self-paid the bottom line
I'm just I ain't signing no dotted line
Talk and see me, or just keep your mouth closed, who knows you might just live to see father time
When you beefing with me in streets boy I know exactly what to do with ya
B.O.B.E when we suiting up
This shit ain't nothing new to us
I never my shootas up
call me like "Yo, you want me to shoot him up?"
Ha!
The on they face is so priceless when they come to realize it's two of us
Like Jesus get to the cross when it's MC Hammer, I ain't come here to screw with ya
Get nailed with these shells when ruger up
I gave 'em hell just God did to Lucifer
Your son or your daughter, your mami, your papi, your granny I give a fuck who with ya
See first I whack you then dick in your boo
She get passed on to my crew I'm through with her
I got head in the whip, spread the legs on that chick, yup I that pussy no drumstick
Two pussies in one night that's fun
I let bitch off til' my gun click
Right between his eyes then closed up
Yo nigga got whacked then you up
No strip club but bitch I poled up
Like Lamborghini doors, my up