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If you a killa mother fucker, bring your anna to my
Is this shit you wearing, who am I to nobody knows
If you with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they up this song
You with a mother fucker they think I did 'em wrong

Consequences come to those who chose to fuck with Lil
Not always physical, mental and emotional right
I'll outsmart you in a and come back harder on the mic
There's an inner spiritual that possessed me to write
Now that I made all these moves, my music causin' havoc
This shit is me up so what in the fuck did you expect, god-dammit?
As long as the beat keep on rollin', my pocket's get swollen

I know they hate me, let me know the first time that I told 'em
I got a mind and focused, you got some serious issues
I got family, friends and fans and you ain't got no one to you
I bet you'll life gettin' hard, you your life in a yard
I'm for real, I know there's something you sold both of your cars
You mad at me 'cuz I made it, I'm only some fun
See me on MTV out, who gives a fuck where you from
You might be tough with gun but look for fun in saddham
Doubt me now, I told you Wyte was gon' drop

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this
You ridin' a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, bring anna to my door
Is this you wearing, who am I talking to nobody knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up song
You with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

Yeah, it's time to on up
We finna go into another
Galaxy nigga, bass No.2, yes

Wake up bitch, reality creepin' around the
You so fucked up, you couldn't be an donor
I see you, I'm knockin' yo head up off of your shoulders
You gonna be ah shit, when you feel these tiny boulders
You fuckin' with the wrong one, the HCP main
Slap you man, stab you man, even to crack your brain
I got no time for hatin' faggots on the grind
Keep on passin' by cuz I got somethin' you'll never find

This is the of the real, hope you feelin' it and if you don't
Extend your arm and grab your remote and turn down your
Meanwhile, I'm gon' give it raw and write it as as this shit can be
easy when you rappin' over the hardest mother fuckin' beats
I am not braggin', and I'm not big headed, nor am I
But I'm of myself and the way I [Incomprehensible] succeeded
You wanna bring it to my or be a bitch and catch me slippin'
Either way it goes this unit, I'm grippin's gonna get you,

If you a mother fucker, bring your anna to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to nobody
If you with someone you know and they turn up this song
You ridin' with a mother fucker, they I did 'em wrong

If you a killa mother fucker, bring your to my door
Is this shit you wearing, who am I talking to knows
If you ridin' with someone you know and turn up this song
You with a mother fucker, they think I did 'em wrong

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