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[Vere 1:
Motherf'ers rhyme no more 'bout slime no more
five white pure cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I couldn't no more
a hot boy like the 504
Master of the p and the pies go
Damn near free, I a least five, four more
What you see you can't me
Walked in like the first scene in
let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather trench coat
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] where I send
What happened? Niggas broke
[?] send you a napkin your kids toked
Bluh, bluh, blood
They jumped caddy, came back with bloods everywhere
Trunk of the Vic, kept drugs heavy there
You thought it was '96, Jesus heavy here
Now I'm rich ''look, boy I'm over them''
Trying to fantasy football with Hov and them
Pick another check, shit, I took more than of 'em
School my bro, I look forward to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I just copped another
I just drove up the lot pushing drop
My first stop 95th hit the butterspot
The got me on shit that could get my mother hot

[Verse 2:
matter, on a mission, baby, listen
I put myself in position, man, it's a tradition
My blood in every vein I got
So two things I can never do is and stop
They don't understand the or the brain I got
They weren't there them people came and changed them locks ever
That's why [?] don't more
[?] and these niggas still slow
You still slow for though, what you hear for?
Ain't trying to hear nothing a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you hear me now, we
I got game and I should've an [?]
Live for my people and I'mma die for my
I'd go to for my people, hope I get mail from my people
I'd raise for my people, shoot it out with the devil
Then head back to Cincinnati, told 'em I'm about
for my people, how soon
Who don't easy, that autotune
Listen, I got you, I'mma it ratchet
Ratchet on me, ain't got no homies, my people, people
People, people, my life the
Wow, let off the 40
Ride that while I'm with
gon have to see you, it's evil

3: Oun P]
Money is the motive, got my on it
Come triggers, see that floor, I put your mind on it
See this here, I grind on it
99% of niggas waste lines, over here got on it
I switch grinds, I'm trying to get it way
Til I'm eating like it's Thanksgiving day
Stay a serious face cause I don't ever play
Bad karma back in the days I ain't ever pray
I ain't with the trickery, don't t be to get at us
Beat you til my turn roast and grabbing a cactus
No lights in the crib, red light on the
Eight balls on the block, but the 40's was only
there was 3 of us on the same mattress
Now there's 3 of us fucking the same
Dogging everything, I'm fucking the backwards
Put green leaf in the air than St.Patrick's
I'm still rapping, of all
I'm this so my moms ain't gotta work no more
Music take away the pain, it hurt no more
Was looking for wealth, but I ain't search no more
The loyalty, where the fuck is these days?
Best friends is getting other clapped these days
These young niggas really don't know how to act days
It was when I was younger in my athlete days
Go outside, a little, you know, flirt with the shorties
Go now I see somebody squirting the 40
Pen and a pad, I'm interpreting the
All you see is what a lot of niggas ain't
So when the tour a lot of niggas ain't going
Now I don't listen to rap, a lot of niggas ain't
doing it for a while, now it's time to bring dough in
Humble, I don't brag or boast in these
But these white phones be looking like on my feet
I get it from distributing that coke on the streets
Got mine from putting cooked on the beat
...

4: Ransom]
Niggas know I show gratitude
Look at rapper shoes, you can tell [?]
prophecies told by the resurrection of Socrates
Every sentence I'm blessing properly, manifesting
Ghetto monopoly, how .. on that property
Deep as them be under the Earth geography
Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me
Getting with three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a novelty to the rap minority, harmony
Paper a lobotomy, the devil lurking aside of me
The ghetto probably doing cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the arteries starving me
Till this day where my father be
Pardon me, this is to me, life is a lottery
it to [?] like pornography
It ain't hard to see like
sodomy, [?]
Got a to kill like Sean Connery
Street corner pharmacy harming these thugs wearing army fatigue

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