We knock this right out We skate to one song and one song only nigga!
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1] Fuckin' "Condom Style"? "Get jig on"? You a nigga, put a wig on Nigga I be goin H.A.M. till the pig All ice around my neck, I got a fridge on! Body Cass, put 'em in a bag nigga, we should put you in a bodycast Real nigga, all I is get a lot of cash I took you hater niggas spot that's why you mad! My story, all guts, on the corner, Glock .40 tucked on me 20 years on me, me and my like none of y'all niggas can harm me I from the bottom where they never make it at With all my jewels on they never takin' that rules to the game I ain't never breakin' that And you give a statement, nigga, you can never take it back You lame of the game, nigga pardon the fame. I got 30 in my I can park in your frame Plus this Rollie on my wrist cost some cars and We talking bike life, 'bout to put a in my name to ride on you niggas, or slide on you niggas G550 we glide on you niggas like on you niggas, homicide on you nigga I never had no rap, had no ties to you niggas, so Why you suckas hatin' and talkin' 'bout I'm makin'? When I be out in Jamaica and ballin' like I'm like a It's givers and it's takers, these niggas is gettin And I'm just gettin' richer I up and get my cake up! Black Maserati, chinchillas Papi Ten beside me, all lookin' like ahkis I nights on corners with beef and broccoli Rice and gravy, now it's cause Phillipe's got me All AP, same watch as Jay-Z Ballin' like I'm KD, how can niggas me? If you ain't talkin' money nigga you, pay me with the top down and the A.C. On, drawn, fuck is doin' I'mma you a pawn, lil nigga I'mma Don The price high, it cost 40 for a jawn And 20 for a half lil nigga do the math And you talkin' bout a battle rap, how you gon' that? 100 grand pussy nigga, you ain't got the tab for You ain't got the for that, you the one we laughin' at You ain't got half of that, they pump you up: attack Bye clown, calm down you make me bomb now Fucking all these superstars like "Who Meek Milly now?" Went from driving Bentleys to going on pie pounds You niggas need to die down, Philly nigga: my I your car got re-poed But this is bike life boy you just got Them Twitter niggas with your ego You in the field turn to God like Tebow Naw that won't work nigga, that'll get you murked All-black Ghost nigga, looking like a hearse Been a man, so I'mma dig you out the Earth nigga Just to stuff your right back into the dirt nigga What you made this What you worth nigga? I dropped "Dreams & Nightmares," I made church I did "I'ma Boss," youngin' set the off Man these old niggas mad at me they fallin' off! Ha! Get hate on Cass And we ain't talking larceny cause they all And your goons ain't witcha, they all mad you ain't never put no food up in AR abs My dog killed a for ya, damn he didn't 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 ain't no Forest Gump nigga, 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 is bang bang, like that Chief Keef nigga Got a matte black Aston, rims on it Bitch looking like it got a pair of on it sweater, bunch of Jims on it All my guns come with on it Duck ? and hit up, tuck you lit up Cause you looking food my youngins ready to get up Call you for a verse and tell you to write some up Boom, high stick up, all out the pick up, woah
You you fucked up right? The "hustla" You know you up right? Man I ain't doing this shit no more with you nut ass I in the game, I ain't even signed a year nigga I got more money than all you hatin' ass old put together Y'all ain't do shit! Talkin' all Philly shit niggas ain't put no foreigns out here nigga All my niggas foreigns! My niggas even rap and drive better cars than you niggas copped that 'Rari , you don't feel sorry for these bitch ass rappers! You come to Philly no more! And not even because of this, you was never to Philly You been living here eight you pussy ass nigga!