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"Gas Mask"
(with Of 300)

of 300:]
Shit I'm too
Too much for my damn
Hit the streets and go hand in hand I that paper like damn stamps
Try, bitch Imma teach you 'bout drumming, and blowing trumpets that's band
I'm only coming to you sweet dreams, bitch I'm the Sandman
Take every shot at his top like he wearing a cam, yeah he a dead man
If he then I swear it's a miracle, but he gon' need a bedpan
Leavin' 'em pissed, let's go take his life and don't leave him 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 smart, keep the DA and my face with a charge
Keep on me in the street like martial law, and fuck the police I'm on national guard
If we ain't in business then you the fam
Then you don't eat,
Fuck with the team, yeah he he can
So he suicide like the Holy
Yo bitch I ain't meet, that ho in a
Better get a leash 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 gon' like a fan
GOD with me and so are these
FGE in and we so in

Coming from the like old boots
Nigga vet like old troops
shit 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 won't
yeah bitch I know tools
Get in these muddy you gon' know blues
No trust for these niggas, they could be the
watch for the Snake Eyes, without rolling no dice
They when you gettin' and pimpin'
And bitch I'm so dynamite, but I'm known to leave a bitch
(boom, boom)
on Ice

[Montana of
I'm a in a gas mask
I was up a bad path
Infatuated with the fast
no hashtag
Brought 'em in a bag
Got the weight off lipo
Don't ever play with my dough
The last nigga you beefed with didn't make you full of steel but this one wheel (will) unicycle
Smooth criminal,
I'm so focused like a rope
FGE that's what I for
Started moving hydro, now I'm going
Everything I is pyro
Watch me kick it Tae Bo [?]
Youngin from the floor, nice flow
Verses so deep that you gotta 'em like the Bible
Breakin' rules with my dudes up in with them tools but I didn't go to Columbine
I got so much money on my mind that I tattooed a dollar sign
I'm self-made I'm self-paid that's the line
I'm just fine I signing no dotted line
shit and see me, or just keep your mouth closed, who knows you might just live to see father time
When you with me in these streets boy I know exactly what to do with ya
It's B.O.B.E when we up
This murder shit nothing new to us
I never call my up
They call me like "Yo, you me to shoot him up?"
Ha!
The looks on they face is so priceless when they come to realize two of us
Like Jesus get nailed to the cross 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
son or your daughter, your mami, your papi, your granny I don't give a fuck who with ya
See first I whack you then dick in your boo
She get passed on to my crew then I'm with her
I got head in the whip, spread the legs on chick, yup I beat that pussy no drumstick
Two pussies in one night fun shit
I let bitch off til' my gun click
Right his eyes then they closed up
Yo nigga got whacked then you up
No strip club but I stay poled up
Like Lamborghini doors, my up