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[Poster
Poster Boy, Fosterville, Kay Slay the King

Fuck with the kid, gotta throw ya moms the bridge
RP put the to ya over ya ribs
thinkin' that the god is chillin'
I'm the reason custies is comin' to the Buildin
And it no tellin what I do
They may find ya body on 16th smellin a (*jew*)
I'm the number one when it comes to the east
In the Jag with the .40 cal the seat
Nigga this is my block, Name a who run me out
Friday come, you and you your money out
Son, my gun'll bring a playboy out
gotta die, I'm a try ya hunny out
Send her to ER with half her out
No C-section, no infants out
She cant have babies
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 all-star weekend down in
On my hip, pack heat like a bowl of
Look - I Clap milli's, act willy, you a
Only kid in the with elevators in his truck
See, I flash bucks, all black doors
And my ice'd out like Jacobs store
When you boys gon learn I got this game
you got for your deal, I spent on X-Box
Keep like you hungry, I'm a feed you a biscuit
I got rock and bullets, leave limps like bizkit
So hey, its ya life involved - act it is
My chain light gray like trash can
If one of yall take my chain - none of live
You like, "I aint do it Shells", One of did!

'Cause A lot of yall are fakin', one minute is asolama
2 minutes later is where's my bacon
Niggaz swear the product the makin' requires rockin a
They liars cause its Crocker 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 open they jaw for
Fuck being a gentleman, ya girlfriend the door for me
When a pimp the beat, you shut up one day
The day the dick had ya mother up one way
I come up one way drunk pushin a
Make and i'm cookin the sauce - Gravy!
I be lookin like a
I pop at ya hood on ya snorkle til I the fur lookin like a scarf
like I robbed 'em
Tell is easy to find like chinks in a nail shop
Holla, cheah!

Ayo, get get back 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 to, And get slumped with the gun too
Gimme mine cause any time I could run
And put ya brains on the blinds in sun roof
Try run dog, you can try man
But I bust the gun dog, you gon die man
I drinkin rum dog and I'm high man
Say good bye man or a - "Aman"
Look It aint to get at you dudes
I screw waitresses that'll slip shit in ya
I got yay for sale and I got shells
I got it locked from to ATL
The wait is over, I'm a it over
I'm a bubble like and baking soda
Easy!

[Jae
Ayo, I'm a nigga - 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 yall
Come thru in the spit white 330 with a mean
Holdin my hammer cause she know its
You got questions, at me - I tell you whats what
Lay you on ya back and yall really see whats up
On the real, yall niggaz better
Think ya crew spittin flames - I'll put ya hot dogs on the
It gotta be a conspiracy if aint feelin me
a nigga with no eyes - yall not seein me
Call me a director - I clips to ya broad
is like gum - How they stick in ya jaw
Go 'head, call the narcs - I put a thru ya heart
And leave you on the train in a shopping cart
This aint 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 being soft to hard - niggaz is dicks
I don't wanna nothin bout ya coke and ya toast
Liars get in they tongue - I'll put the mack to ya throat motherfucker!