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[Poster
Poster Boy, Fosterville, Kay Slay the Drama

Fuck with the kid, gotta throw ya moms over the
RP put the hawk to ya over ya
Keep that the god is chillin'
I'm the reason custies is to the Carter Buildin
And it no tellin what I do
They may find ya body on smellin like a (*jew*)
I'm the number one 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 a playboy bunny out
gotta die, I'm a try ya hunny out
Send her to ER half her tummy out
No C-section, no comin out
She cant have again
Me and Kay money so its feelin like the eighties again
Holla!

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

'Cause A lot of yall are fakin', one is asolama laken
2 minutes later is my salamy bacon
Niggaz swear the product the makin' requires a aprin
They liars cause its Betty they bakin
Not that I'm sayin that I Cook, Cause I
I keep it as raw as you seen it before it was put on the
The hookers'll they jaw for free
Fuck being a gentleman, ya girlfriend the door for me
When a pimp the beat, you shut up one day
The day the had ya mother next up one way
I come up one way drunk pushin a
Make beef and i'm cookin the - Gravy!
I be lookin like a
I pop at ya hood on ya snorkle til I have the fur like a scarf
like I robbed 'em
Tell cops is easy to like chinks in a nail shop
Holla, cheah!

Ayo, get back get for I click clack click clack
Where that at? Get that 'for I bust shots!
Get if you want to, drunk if you want to
Front if you want to, And get with the gun too
mine cause any time I could run through
And put ya brains on the mini in sun roof
Try run dog, you can try man
But I bust the gun dog, you gon die man
I rum dog and I'm gettin high man
Say bye man or a prayer - "Aman"
Look It aint to get at you dudes
I waitresses that'll slip shit in ya food
I got yay for sale and I got shells
I got it from Illadelph to ATL
The wait is over, I'm a it over
I'm a bubble vinegar and baking soda
Easy!

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