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Hell
Oh we told y'all niggaz time it was More Than Music
ain't wanna listen huh, okay
Ruger (Rell) (Rell)
it man, okay

Hell
I this nigga was lookin' for a body bag
100 bricks, a come-up, rob papi's stash
I'm Vorheas without the hockey mask
Rap game is Lake, what you need, I'll get you weight
How you want it, cooked or
or unbagged
Quick my swag, fag
You know Rell, I show you how to mack a
I'm tired of niggaz callin' me, I'm back to beepers
Valore my sneakers, Porsche, fantastic features
I feel god, but I'm crooked all the pastor preachers
Ya wife name is Train nigga, choo-choo
Ya know I claim, Dipset, Soo-Woo
Yeah, is the Ave
Plus the name
Familiar with
I ain't new to the
I know niggaz was waitin' for it, the waitin's over
Here it come y'all, takeover

40.
These rappers better keep my out they mouth
For they really end up my name in they mouth
they complaining about, there's no paper to count?
The type to re-up with papi, and pay for a
You niggaz flippin' basuda, y'all gettin' no
Ya copped a lil' now, dippity-doo-dow
Sick I cruise by, 6 when the goons by
Diplomat plates when they ship me a new
Your nightmare
Think the fight fair
My niggaz really would like stairs
Turnpike yeah, with that work right
Make everybody it like its pearl white Airs
What you know about bud with furry hairs
Only bud you is when you hurl light beer
I still Dip with the Set that ya set dip
Set-trip, get hit with the Tec, I don't shit
I'm 40.

J.R.
I'm the bottom of the bottom queer
Get your gear, Writer's here
I'll knock you out the you wear
Yeah, I'm everywhere with that to spare
Got the corner lookin' like a white affair
aware, the D's on alert
Creppin' for perps, but my V, it gon'
Screech and reverse, Spree's' disperse
Ya to murk, you'll need you a nurse
Why beef these jerks
When I can put a seed in the
And try to a tree out the earth
Indeed I'm the worst, sleeve Smurfs
Other than that, it look like you can ski down my
They mad the made it
But I'm the greatest
You're honored, favored, nor nominated
This is easy, but to them complicated
You ain't dropping shit, your is constipated

Juelz
What you know it, I'm a rich pimp
I get dough then have your bitch go it
I'll hit you with the pound, not 4 ounces
The .4 pound'll ya
ya shiverin' like he just took a ice-cold shower

Bloaw ya, leave ya there for a nice cold
The bitch real thick, then I might go
I'm getting big chips, you got dollars
Small, see I ball a new draft
Your mad ock
Cuz I chopped the top off of new Jag
"Who that" is what the yell when I cruise past
Two Mags, I wave it and pave it his durag
Two K's of blue haze I stuff up in blue bag
Blue 5th, two clips I got up in Lou bag
You mad cuz money coming in too fast
Too bad there ain't a better fag

I y'all niggaz man
niggaz can't fuck wit' us
We the Gladiators, Dipset
We a true force to be reckon
Shotu-out to all my
All my bitches all about a
All my in the pen
Hold ya
I'll see niggaz real soon
Y'all know what it is
Take a stand, for the most movement moving
It's all muthafuckin' day