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[Poster
Poster Boy, Fosterville, Kay Slay the Drama

Fuck with the kid, gotta ya moms over the bridge
RP put the hawk to ya over ya
Keep thinkin' that the god is
I'm the reason custies is comin' to the Buildin
And it no tellin what I do
may find ya body on 16th smellin like a (*jew*)
I'm the one stunna when it comes to the east
In the Jag with the .40 cal the seat
this is my block, Name a nigga who run me out
Friday come, you and you have money out
Son, my gun'll bring a bunny out
Somebody die, I'm a try ya hunny out
Send her to ER with her tummy out
No C-section, no comin out
She cant have again
Me and Kay gettin money so its feelin like the eighties
Holla!

Ayo, You boys is silly, i'm since Pac and Biggie
And I'm Bout Figgas like Dutch and Gillie
Catch Shells all-star weekend in Philly
On my hip, heat like a bowl of chilly
Look - I milli's, act willy, you a chump
Only kid in the hood with in his truck
See, I flash bucks, rock all doors
And my watch ice'd out Jacobs store
When you boys gon learn I got this lock
What you got for your deal, I on X-Box
Keep frontin like you hungry, I'm a feed you a
I got rock and roll bullets, leave like bizkit
So hey, its ya involved - act like it is
My chain light like trash can lids
If one of yall my chain - none of yall live
You like, "I do it Shells", One of yall did!

'Cause A lot of yall are fakin', one minute is asolama
2 later is where's my salamy bacon
Niggaz swear the product the makin' requires a aprin
They cause its Betty Crocker they bakin
Not that I'm sayin I Cook, Cause I dont
I keep it as raw as you seen it before it was put on the
The open they jaw for free
Fuck being a gentleman, ya open the door for me
When a walk the beat, you shut up one day
The day the dick had ya next up one way
I come up one way pushin a porshe
Make and i'm cookin the sauce - Gravy!
I be like a boss
I pop at ya on ya snorkle til I have the fur lookin like a scarf
Lookin like I 'em
cops is easy to find like chinks in a nail shop
Holla, cheah!

Ayo, get back get back for I click clack click
Where that shit at? Get that 'for I shots!
Get crunk if you want to, if you want to
Front if you want to, And get slumped the gun too
Gimme mine any time I could run through
And put ya brains on the blinds in sun roof
Try run dog, you can try man
But when I the gun dog, you gon die man
I drinkin rum dog and I'm gettin man
Say bye man or a prayer - "Aman"
Look It hard to get at you dudes
I screw waitresses slip shit in ya food
I got yay for and I got crazy shells
I got it locked from to ATL
The wait is over, I'm a take it
I'm a bubble vinegar and baking soda
Easy!

[Jae
Ayo, I'm a D-Block - I don't respect wack rhymes
If you had a gat in a clock, you kill time
Yall cowards don't want beef, why even
Yall like dicks in the pool - none of hard
thru in the spit white 330 with a mean birdie
Holdin my hammer cause she its dirty
You got questions, holla at me - I you whats what
Lay you on ya back and yall chumps'll see whats up
On the real, yall better chill
Think ya crew spittin flames - put ya hot dogs on the grill
It gotta be a conspiracy if aint feelin me
a nigga with no eyes - yall not seein me
Call me a - I give clips to ya broad
Bullets is gum - How they stick in ya jaw
Go 'head, call the - I put a hole thru ya heart
And leave you on the train in a shopping cart
aint just beats and bars, Its things i'll do to you
In fuck, I'm tryin to get through to you
The gauge'll open ya chest vics
How you went being soft to hard - niggaz is dicks
I don't wanna hear nothin ya coke and ya toast
Liars get in they tongue - I'll put the mack to ya throat motherfucker!