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But still, if one of their men is so
Don't about it
A
I'm well my kung-fu is unbeatable
Brother, trapped

when my heart turned cold
I'm a product of the
We used to the product in the pot
Add soda, turn the into rock
It's in my DNA, you see it started my pops
In his heyday he put your father in a box
In my heyday, I put the product in my sock
Ain't no vacay, the props become a when it's hot
Mayday mayday, but no charge, I'm nutty with the
That's a payday so bruh, this ain't a bar
is AA, back up in the trunk with the AK
Each pack a Fabolous punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I don't dab and I nae nae
Got bottles coming out, warriors out and play-ayy
Just know I'm Grade A, get a of bread
Okay, some hoods love me, would like me dead
Okay, my goon's hungry, his is red
But he clumsy, go oops your head

We had and po', suckers
Rovers flood up the Rucker
Me, a thousand chains on, I got put on up
baggies, selling capsules, running in classrooms
Slick get C.R.E.A.M, yelling 'Cash rule!'
like Pacquiao, but under the leather
Hold a MAC 1-O, up in 1 Oak, the Grammy hour
Coke chemists taste the flow, numb, needs copper rum
Blunting off the get back, salute me one, I'm out
Off to the races, my ain't patient
They to spray shit, get elephant blown for stalking Rae shit
carry nitrogen, light up a section like I'm on Vicodin
Fuck with the righteous men, and we 'em
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the is here
Metals and gear, fried off the medical, that's incredible
The flyest, the most notorious while they those liars
Off heads like papayas

Before I poly, Red lighting the Bob
So I can cipher God from the John Gotti's
Everybody a boss, saying time's money
injections, leave 'em with odd bodies
Babies having babies, wearing Old
Robbin' old ladies, a product of no home training
I show you the ropes, I'm Al Haymon
I Lighty, if I hate him, I'mma violate him
I'm not a but I know shooters
And if them don't shoot up, I'll go suit up
Redman and the W, it's
We them niggas, media telling hella lies (Fuck you!)
This a campfire of a
I sleep when hot beats through the amplifier
And nigga got something to say
I'm like, 'Yeah okay, corny anyway'
Doc

say
Love is just a
Dealing the claim baby
(Oh baby)

My-my-my team hard, 'em lean hard
You see more riders lined up you'll see at a theme park
My queen hot, the scene pop, routine, akh
gangstas, I'm giving them screenshots
Hard writing to God, right?
Twisting the tale, sick as hell, Christian Bale from The Dark
On sight, fogging your fog lights, your dog's
at the Road House, down for the bar fight
Like this, an IG pic
the Seahawks' 24, Lord, I been on that beast shit
Pussy, you wack, something like a trick
Mike in the Jean vid, I got the streets lit
star, find another, you gon' find it hard
Certain death, Deck'll off with minor scars
Firing squad, defying the
And the flow solitary, me behind the bars

Sparks up the bullet-proof, game intensity
ingenuity, Tec criminology
Sharp
Certified, recognized by every eye
Back to the of the do or die hustler
I understand politics, consistent, never quit, superstar, I write
have a listen y'all
Getting money, it
it, record it, fans then applaud it
Ship a mil', they bought and took a snort of it
Quotes like heroin coke mixed with
Have a overdose cardiac, Allah spin the back
Watch the attract 'em, club pack 'em
They stiff 'cause wisdom was stripped when I'm attacking 'em

say
Love is just a
Dealing with the claim
(Oh baby)