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[Vere 1:
can't rhyme no more 'bout slime no more
That five white cause I'm so raw
Drip rocks till I climb no more
a hot boy like 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
Walked in like the scene in Belly
Like let 'em in though, black Timbs, leather trench
Mac 10, let the clip go, half [?] where I send
What happened? Niggas broke
[?] send you a 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 like ''look, boy I'm over
Trying to play fantasy football Hov and them
Pick another check, shit, I took than both of 'em
my little bro, I look forward to growthing 'em
Yeah, now I copped another watch
I just up the lot pushing another drop
My first stop then hit the butterspot
The feds got me on that could get my mother hot

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

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

[Verse 4:
know I don't show gratitude
Look at this 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 be under the Earth geography
Got a lot to kin, no me, whoever is on top of me
Getting popped with bullets, it's hollow, G
I'm a to the rap minority, perfect harmony
Paper a lobotomy, the devil lurking aside of me
The ghetto probably robberies cause of [?]
[?] part of me like the major starving me
Till day wonder where my father be
Pardon me, this is hard to me, is a lottery
Played it to [?] pornography
It ain't hard to see photography
sodomy, [?]
Got a to kill like Sean Connery
Street corner pharmacy harming these fake wearing army fatigue

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