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I spit hits like a jukebox, stay out like 2Pac
Everytime something new drop, it's G not hip-hop
I for those who rip glocks, and leave these haters lips locked
My underground sell mo' than your, real ship out
My underground sell mo' than your, real album out
My underground sell mo' than your, real album out
Slow down or sped up, I'll make you bob head up
Hustle till you fed up, tell you your bread up
off you'll never see, Slim got long jeopardy
Real what you get from me, me and Watts like family
And I be damned if we do our job, and make you bob
I'm signing c.d.'s for you, your niece and Uncle Rob
Saying down, jam everything we lay down
If I can't to your town, I'll send this shit through Greyhound

send this shit Greyhound
this shit through Greyhound

Got boys from Kansas, hollin' bout how jam this
Germany to Japan, they can't understand this
This no local shit, we worldwide bitch
Got Swishahouse and Hogg, in your ride trick
They wanna drop us, and stack a knot like us
Can't pay they bills with skills, so they copy us
Some trendsetters, some
Use to be down but shit, now bootleggers

Now they-now bootleggers
Now they-now bootleggers