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Fo-sho shots get dropped and just like a pick lock With the master key, but the key be me I assign from hot, like a cold on a stove And commence to roll, a tire
A real rider ride ya, like a stallion with a chair Any buster be cherbin', in the game embarrassin' And we came prepared because I'm hoe On the low
And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama calico From the O to Mexico, we rip shows, gotta let know How we flow, we get the doe and roll a little harder So we smoke a hundred yarder, Bogard, who ridin'
No and dodgin', my niggas be ridin' But we be no gangstas, straight parlayers You stick and watch my money lay ya And I know them haters, want to see you excel
On the way to Bogel, but busters always bumpin' gun with a story to tell, fresh off the press Hittin' hard like a tech on the
Just grab the mic, don't do it right
J-Ro rock the party till the start skippin' I'm trippin' like Pippen, long sippin' Uh, [unverified] deep into books on my I like them sexy that can do for they damn selves
What good is a beautiful dame, with a Royce frame And a Volkswagen brain my style be of old, like gold But it's the why I still mold, C-notes in my bill fold I like my real cold, it's the Ro-gram you with me
Swift you hit me, one time, fo the troubles in these rhymes Niggas do and never make it past they primes My flows are numerous like East murders Bustin' off like talk is cheap like Rally's burgers
You know that niggero, riding on a metro With the Cold 4-0, I really like to permote guns But I got one, a grip shot gun My one weighs a ton, son, kid, loc, dog, whatever
with the Likwit will get your head severed WhoRidas get it lik Buggalo shrimp, we got a perment job At rappin', we just attempt, and I the flow like Imp the Dimp And I run around 40's my nigga Shawn Kemp, and I'm out
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This is how it goes down, out he sound coast underground, who is the tightest? The and WhoRidas
Trust no one, smash, with my do or die When we on by cartel, street gangs by bail makes mail stop, I sell, I need to proceed I can't cross what a nigga with greed
So I sit with Walley, and make my plan dividends will end this look, my grand one of a kind like a brick To buy shit once find, and flip it twice But don't put a on hold we roll
We stay on the road, I gotta make my fetti even if it's off the Gotta stay on the ball, my gift to gab, a lotta cash Sit in a lab and strike oil like an Arab For sheeze, I know my preeza, oh Jesus
In my lifetime so many movin' hand to hand So many out there trying to be the man Neon Dion, got jacked like peons On the line for the first time
Hey, what's the big Put that gun Harry we have a deal never too late to improve your bargaining position
And to whom it my concern, it's Tash turn to Bored as fuck with the mic I snatch that shit Howard Stern And host my own show 'cause Tash is 'bout it bout when crowded I'm here to y'all niggas even though I'm Guinestouted
So slide some oil to these MCs I get into this style that bones like M 3's 'Cause I'm here to clock cheese, my is mega costly Even Oakland niggas ay is hella saucy' (What?)
I stomp out the cop out, no ties or decisions The Hennessey is fuckin' my vision But even half blind, I still find a to blow your mind That's why I walk around LA with more hoes Ginuwine
So jump in the saddle if y'all niggas battle 'Cause I roll and rattle till your whole crew skidattle I'm posted to be chosen as the one to it pumpin' That's why you lookin' at me like 'Tash is up to
I am though, I'm peepin' out the ladies on the That keep they self with drawers that match they bras I feel 'em and I know them bitches me I go by the name of (Catashtophy)
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