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We gon' knock 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
Nigga I be goin H.A.M. till the pig
All this ice around my neck, I got a on!
Cass, put 'em in a body bag
Broke nigga, we put you in a bodycast
Real nigga, all I know is get a lot of
I took you hater niggas that's why you prolly mad!
My story, all guts,
Posted on the corner, .40 tucked on me
20 on me, me and my army
Feelin' none 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 takin' that
rules to the game I ain't never breakin' that
And once you give a statement, nigga, you can take it back
You part of the game, nigga pardon the fame.
I got 30 in my clip I can park in your
Plus this Rollie on my wrist some cars and change
We talking life, 'bout to put a park in my name
Just to ride on you niggas, or slide on you
G550 when we glide on you niggas
Clyde on you niggas, homicide on you
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
givers and it's takers, these niggas is gettin faker
And I'm gettin' richer I wake up and get my cake up!
Black Maserati, chinchillas from
Ten killers beside me, all lookin' like
I remember nights on with beef and broccoli
Rice and gravy, now crazy cause Phillipe's got me
All gold AP, watch as Jay-Z
Ballin' I'm KD, how can niggas play me?
If you ain't talkin' money nigga you, pay me
Drophead the top down and the A.C.
On, drawn, fuck is doin'
I'mma king you a pawn, lil I'mma Don
The coke price high, it 40 for a jawn
And like 20 for a lil nigga do the math
And you talkin' a battle rap, how you gon' handle that?
100 grand pussy nigga, you got the tab for that
You ain't got the for that, you the one we laughin' at
You ain't got half of that, they you up: Asthma attack
Bye clown, calm down 'fore you me bomb now
Fucking all these superstars like "Who Meek Milly now?"
Went from driving Bentleys to going on pie pounds
You need to die down, Philly nigga: my town
I heard car got re-poed
But this is bike boy you just got Deebo'd
Them Twitter niggas with your ego
You in the field turn to God like Tebow
Naw that won't nigga, that'll get you murked nigga
All-black Ghost nigga, looking like a nigga
Been a dead man, so I'mma dig you out the nigga
Just to stuff your right back into the dirt nigga
you made this year? What you worth nigga?
I dropped "Dreams & Nightmares," I church nigga
I did "I'ma Boss," youngin' set the off
Man these old mad at me cause they fallin' off!
Ha! Get hate on Cass
And we ain't talking cause they all trash
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 Swizz cause you 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 niggas
All I know is bang bang, like that Keef nigga
Got a matte Aston, gold rims on it
Bitch looking like it got a of Timbs on it
Cashmere sweater, bunch of on it
All my guns with extends on it
Duck ? and hit up, nigga you lit up
you looking like food my youngins ready to get up
Call you for a verse and tell you to write shit up
Boom, high stick up, jumping all out the up, woah

You know you up right?
The "hustla"
You know you fucked up
Man I ain't doing this shit no more you nut ass niggas
I in the game, I ain't even signed a year nigga
I got more money than all you hatin' ass old niggas put
Y'all niggas do shit!
Talkin' all this shit
Y'all niggas put no foreigns out here nigga
All my niggas foreigns!
My niggas don't even rap and better cars than you niggas
copped that 'Rari , you don't feel sorry for these bitch ass rappers!
You can't come to no more!
And not even because of this, you was comin' to Philly
You been living here eight you pussy ass nigga!