Haven't you platinum makes the amateurs Nature, Noreaga like & Bird call a timeout, make a sub ya rhyme out, and rip it up rip it up!
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A yo we thugged out, wit ILLWILL on city shit it real, while ya niggas on that pretty shit what the dealy I only smoke a philly wit lamma and got a bitch in and every time I fuck her, yo it's on and I'm the freak type, get and lay meat right y'all niggas bridges I had y'all tight a yo I spit this, tellin' to live wit this I had you in the bank now you ya rank you should blame only ya self you me to have to do it homey we to be cool now it's like you know me all that jealously shit had me thinkin' on foul shit in ritz now I'm 98 my niggas have fun if i fuckin' wit Nate, I'm fucking wit Jung 1 rule of the game don't no one them weak niggas yo you if they trick in ya face, tellin' when they lie on they while I get live like a Beat tape like that old shit that he used to make yo from Kansas ta San niggas catch me at the but i dances play the bar niggas watchin' me, I'm like a I take chances the hair on my chest that's what when you drinkin' rade, and stress drink my life away. right shoot up ya yo it's me and we two of the best!
I got the anchalota the glamour and my name upon the of fame behing Frank Sinatra it na da but one for the win need to stop frontin' actin' y'all big dollar fraudulent fucks I stay calling ya friction calling ya chickens, for a buff rippin'em up to Lou Rawls shit it a game, you was hot but you it change ya quick to save the extras ya hooked up but brains ain't connected it ain't my ya niggas came defective I'm the at rap of pessemis shots more accurate than when my drop niggas better check for it ya gotta love it, the way I'm at you in the purest the wars on, you thought we flop than ya thought wrong!