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

Yeah!

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Fuckin' "Condom Style"? "Get jig on"?
You a nigga, put a wig on
Nigga I be goin H.A.M. the pig gone
All this ice around my neck, I got a on!
Body Cass, put 'em in a bag
Broke nigga, we put you in a bodycast
nigga, all I know is get a lot of cash
I took you hater niggas spot why you prolly mad!
My story, all guts,
Posted on the corner, Glock .40 on me
20 on me, me and my army
Feelin' like of y'all niggas can harm me
I came from the bottom where never make it at
With all my jewels on they ain't never that
Theres rules to the game I ain't never breakin'
And once you a statement, nigga, you can never take it back
You lame part of the game, nigga the fame.
I got 30 in my clip I can in your frame
this Rollie on my wrist cost some cars and change
We talking life, 'bout to put a park in my name
Just to on you niggas, or slide 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 hatin' and talkin' 'bout what I'm makin'?
When I be out in Jamaica and ballin' like I'm a Laker
It's givers and it's takers, these niggas is faker
And I'm just gettin' richer I wake up and get my up!
Maserati, chinchillas from Papi
Ten killers beside me, all like ahkis
I remember nights on with beef and broccoli
and gravy, now it's crazy cause Phillipe's got me
All gold AP, watch as Jay-Z
Ballin' like I'm KD, how can play me?
If you ain't talkin' money 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 high, it cost 40 for a jawn
And like 20 for a half lil nigga do the
And you talkin' bout a 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 ain't got half of that, pump you up: Asthma attack
Bye clown, down 'fore you make me bomb now
Fucking all these like "Who Meek Milly bomb now?"
Went from driving Bentleys to going on pie pounds
You need to die down, Philly nigga: my town
I your car got re-poed
But this is bike boy you just got Deebo'd
Them Twitter niggas with your ego
You in the field tryna to God like Tebow
Naw that won't work nigga, that'll get you murked
All-black nigga, looking like a hearse nigga
Been a man, so I'mma dig you out the Earth nigga
Just to stuff your skeleton right back into the dirt
What you made this year? you worth nigga?
I dropped "Dreams & Nightmares," I church nigga
I did "I'ma Boss," set the summer off
Man these old mad at me cause they fallin' off!
Ha! Get your hate on
And we ain't talking larceny cause they all
And your ain't riding witcha, they all mad
Cause you never put no food up in AR abs
My dog killed a body for ya, damn he didn't eat it
Now you mad at Swizz you can't get a beat from him
Once my niggas coming at you dog, we gon' keep
We ain't no Forest nigga, better keep runnin'
D.C. nigga, you P.C.
While you was scared, I was eatin' nigga
to Tip about how we gon' beast these niggas
All I know is bang bang, like that Keef nigga
Got a matte Aston, gold rims on it
looking like it got a pair of Timbs on it
Cashmere sweater, of Jims on it
All my guns with extends on it
Duck ? and hit up, tuck you lit up
Cause you looking like food my ready to get up
Call you for a verse and you to write some shit up
Boom, high stick up, jumping all out the pick up,

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