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We gon' this right out
We skate to one song and one song only nigga!

Yeah!

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Fuckin' "Condom Style"? "Get jig on"?
You a nigga, put a wig on
I be goin H.A.M. till the pig gone
All this ice my neck, I got a fridge on!
Body Cass, put 'em in a bag
Broke nigga, we should put you in a
Real nigga, all I know is get a lot of
I you hater niggas spot that's why you prolly mad!
My story, all guts,
Posted on the corner, .40 tucked on me
20 years on me, me and my
Feelin' like none of y'all niggas can me
I came from the bottom where they never it at
With all my jewels on ain't never takin' that
Theres rules to the game I ain't never breakin'
And once you give a statement, nigga, you can never take it
You lame part of the game, pardon the fame.
I got 30 in my I can park in your frame
Plus this Rollie on my wrist cost some and change
We bike life, 'bout to put a park in my name
Just to ride on you niggas, or on you niggas
G550 when we on you niggas like
on you niggas, homicide on you nigga
I ain't had no rap, had no ties to you niggas, so
Why you suckas and talkin' 'bout what I'm makin'?
When I be out in Jamaica and ballin' like I'm like a
givers and it's takers, these niggas is gettin faker
And I'm just gettin' I wake up and get my cake up!
Black Maserati, chinchillas from
Ten killers beside me, all lookin' like
I remember nights on corners with beef and
Rice and gravy, now it's crazy Phillipe's got me
All gold AP, watch as Jay-Z
Ballin' I'm KD, how can niggas play me?
If you ain't money nigga fuck you, pay me
with the top down and the A.C.
On, drawn, is y'all doin'
I'mma you a pawn, lil nigga I'mma Don
The coke price high, it 40 for a jawn
And like 20 for a half lil nigga do the
And you talkin' a battle rap, how you gon' handle that?
100 grand nigga, you ain't got the tab for that
You ain't got the stacks for that, you the one we at
You got half of that, they pump you up: Asthma attack
Bye clown, calm 'fore you make me bomb now
Fucking all these superstars like "Who Meek Milly now?"
from driving Bentleys to going half on pie pounds
You niggas to die down, Philly nigga: my town
I your car got re-poed
But this is life boy you just got Deebo'd
Twitter niggas fucking with your ego
You in the field tryna to God like Tebow
Naw won't work nigga, that'll get you murked nigga
All-black Ghost nigga, like a hearse nigga
Been a man, so I'mma dig you out the Earth nigga
Just to your skeleton right back into the dirt nigga
What you made this year? What you worth
I dropped "Dreams & Nightmares," I church nigga
I did "I'ma Boss," set the summer off
Man old niggas mad at me cause they fallin' off!
Ha! Get your hate on
And we ain't talking cause they all trash
And your goons ain't riding witcha, all mad
you ain't never put no food up in AR abs
My dog killed a body for ya, damn he eat from it
Now you mad at cause you can't get a beat from him
Once my niggas coming at you dog, we gon' keep
We no Forest Gump nigga, better keep runnin'
D.C. nigga, you P.C.
you was scared, I was eatin' chichi nigga
Talking to Tip about how we gon' beast these
All I know is bang bang, like that Keef nigga
Got a black Aston, gold rims on it
Bitch looking like it got a of Timbs on it
Cashmere sweater, of Jims on it
All my guns come with on it
? and hit up, tuck nigga you lit up
Cause you looking like food my ready to get up
Call you for a and tell you to write some shit up
Boom, high up, jumping all out the pick up, woah

You know you fucked up
The "hustla"
You know you up right?
Man I ain't doing shit no more with you nut ass niggas
I came in the game, I even signed a year nigga
I got more money than all you hatin' ass old niggas put
Y'all ain't do shit!
Talkin' all this Philly
Y'all niggas ain't put no out here nigga
All my drive foreigns!
My niggas don't even rap and better cars than you niggas
Coon copped that 'Rari , you don't sorry for these bitch ass rappers!
You come to Philly no more!
And not because of this, you was never comin' to Philly
You been living here eight years you ass nigga!