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Tell that pussy nigga a look at what they done created

I got real runnin' through my
I put in my chains
the same, don't change up, no mane
Most these niggas up for change
I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what created
Tell the whole circle look at they done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they it
Commanding war, made somebody
Now I ain't 'bout you, gettin' past these fuckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the fuckin'
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin'
Call momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin' made it

1]
Came from the to the top, uh
I'm to rob you some rocks, uh
I'm to set up a shop, uh
I'm to buy back the block, uh
I got for the 'Wop, uh
First gave me a knot, uh
I put keys in the pot, uh
She got on her crotch, uh
purple, but this is not Watson, uh
I make bitch squirt, it's a thot, uh
I a lil bitch to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, a mop, uh
Rob Jack if he out the box, uh
I got a tail on, a fox, uh
I'm banging fire, fox, uh
My get wild, uh
cross on like a pastor
Cooking scale with no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me Jerry Springer beezy
I for my sins everyday

I got real through my veins
I put in my chain's
Remain the same and up, no mane
Most these niggas up for change

2]
You keep playin' and you get off
I to say it but I'm ready for the pop off
Got lil' mama outta talkin' top throat
She said she ready, let's get it I got
I'm talkin' food, eat me up like mumbos
Beat it up, got me off the top rope
Beat it up, got me off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil ain't cleaned out tho'
I got my up and I heard that you want some
Nigga moon walkin', Michael moves
I got latitude, I got
And if you look up at the moon, you'll see my

I got real runnin' through my
I put in my chain's
Remain the and change up, no mane
Most these niggas up for change
I'm sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they done creating
Tell the whole circle look at what done created
Tell the they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commandin' war, made bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you gettin' past fuckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they 'bout the fuckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' faded
Call your momma Thugger, her that you fuckin' made it