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

[Verse 2:
matter, on a mission, baby, listen
I put myself in position, man, a family tradition
My blood in every vein I got
So two things I can never do is and stop
They don't understand the pain or the I got
They weren't there when them came and changed them locks ever
That's why [?] don't kill
[?] and these stupid niggas slow
You still for real though, what you hear for?
Ain't to hear nothing till a bullet hit his earlobe
Can you me now, we rising
I got game and I should've an [?]
Live for my people and I'mma die for my
I'd go to jail for my people, hope I get 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, keep it ratchet
on me, ain't got no homies, just my people, people
People, people, my life the
Wow, let off the 40
Ride that while I'm with
They gon have to see you, it's

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

4: Ransom]
Niggas know I don't gratitude
Look at rapper shoes, you can tell [?]
Street prophecies told by the resurrection of
Every sentence I'm blessing properly, philosophy
Ghetto monopoly, how .. Oddisee on property
Deep as them fossils be under the Earth
Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me
popped with three bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a novelty to the rap minority, perfect
Paper like a lobotomy, the devil lurking of me
The ghetto doing robberies cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the major starving me
Till this day wonder my father be
Pardon me, this is hard to me, life is a
Played it to [?] like
It ain't hard to see like
sodomy, [?]
Got a license to kill like Connery
Street corner pharmacy these fake thugs wearing army fatigue

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