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"Gas Mask"
(with Of 300)

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

Coming the sole like old boots
Nigga vet like old troops
This is accustomed like a old school
And you niggas old news
Do it all, go hard like I bruise
I stay on alarm, bitch I snooze
Repairman yeah I know tools
Get in these muddy you gon' know blues
No trust for these niggas, they be the po-lice
Gotta watch for the Snake Eyes, rolling no dice
They hate when you gettin' and
And bitch I'm so dynamite, but I'm known to leave a froze
(boom, boom)
on Ice

[Montana of
I'm a killer in a gas
I was headed up a bad
Infatuated with the fast
Pounds no
Brought 'em in a bag
Got the off like lipo
Don't ever play with my dough
The last nigga that you beefed with didn't you full of steel but this one wheel (will) unicycle
criminal, Michael
I'm so focused a tight rope
FGE what I ride for
Started hydro, now I'm going viral
I spit is pyro
Watch me it like Tae Bo [?]
Youngin from the ninth floor, nice
Verses so deep that you gotta 'em like the Bible
Breakin' with my dudes 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 dollar
I'm self-made I'm self-paid that's the line
I'm just fine I ain't signing no dotted
shit 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 these streets boy I know exactly to do with ya
It's B.O.B.E when we up
This murder shit nothing new to us
I never my shootas up
call me like "Yo, you want me to shoot him up?"
Ha!
The looks on they face is so priceless they come to realize it's two of us
Jesus get nailed to the cross when it's MC Hammer, I ain't come here to screw with ya
Get nailed with shells when this 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 you then slide dick in your boo
She get passed on to my crew I'm through with her
I got head in the whip, the legs on that chick, yup I beat that pussy no drumstick
Two in one night that's fun shit
I let that off til' my gun click
Right between his eyes they closed up
Yo nigga got then you froze up
No strip club but bitch I stay up
Like Lamborghini doors, my up