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I'll stop
I give a fuck
If it's me a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers
I never stop

I six out the roof of my Bentley Coup
Head so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup
be damned if you get more points than me
Sell more than me

Steal your faith, take a puff, my name
Smoke on it, shit, on it
nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga
Hot mother fucker to the skit nigga

over playa and nigga ya scored low
Hit me young and I'm at the award show
Bank account ten and it's all 'O's'
I the most shit, fuck the most hoes

Come on, you can even ask Don
It's official now, all rock Sean John
Might have to change my name to arm
You to get money man?
That shit been gone, come on

Have much to do nigga since Nicolas Bond
Poppin' and choppin' the day that I'm gone
Shyne poor 'cuz your dream from one bottle
premier, premium bravo

Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but thug crime though
Shots in the spinal from my
the T's and dot the I's and
Pay the judge, the top, we'll mess around

Shit, it's the kid rapper's
You cowards know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere
Bustin' shots in the and
Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my

Money laundering, wondering
Who me? I casually
Come, God would be if He was a straight G
Tonight, too tight out of a big we ride

Yo, yo, yo, it's hide
Grab the rope and yell
line is pussy, call off sides
I'm but my hand is cross-eyed

I my gun home, here borrow mine
Pop the like a judge 'All rise'
This knock plants off tall guys
We value-packs, small fries

Yo, I'm the projects
Yo, but on the tied
Don't matter, we'll take up all
yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is

Since five, I talk jive in dressed in corduroy ties
Now I'm grown up and been four times
Besides, I'm just a for soar eyes
city, known pop the door wide
Stolen Bonneville in New High

the plot
Last come, one to rot, first in the glot
If I miss, the block, servin' the pot
And I be the person to

If your girl missin' the rock, purse and a
Hot as it gets, from Hell came you debts
Buy the cassette, it to death
Alota y'all it, you try to forget

How I rock from N.Y. to Tibet
You got it to That's just how you got into debt
You lost when you nodded your
Through the vest, through the chest that you to protect

the voice that you try to project, check
Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' in you wiz
I'm why you smell in the crib
Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I spit a
out-do, intro to outro

I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go warn your
Them niggas look up to, is on my dick
motherfuckin' born to hit
I get so far up in ass, think I was on some shit

Look, you against me is nothin' to see
Who, when, where, what gon' be
I don't a fuck if it's he or she
I'm the of hip hop

Nobody fuckin' me
I know your type, you a dick nigga
Cry sick nigga, quick nigga
Out of turn speakin', first one

Always the Suzuki side nigga
Bitches don't cast stones down, they throw
Why I come through and tell 'em to dick
These the nicest? No, go fish
Sauce, you da best motherfucker, no

You're treated and competed, walk away from it
Observe it from there, okay
Ain't it obvious we
You talkin' that slick

But I jus' that you meant me
But evidently, you know
I get your ass permanently
It ain't

I'll just bang holes or you're to ask who next
Do a on your project, take the traps
Come on and get some of our gun
I'll out the nigga now

When I snap, make your cavity collapse
When I glide the map
With the frequent alarm fire, rap straight up
Put down, fuck around, you ate up

And when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up
Look in my eyes, I'm not
Sucka, you what I said
If you don't wanna get
No, it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the
The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I to rule

hold me back, you bet
How many think they fuckin' with mines
A nigga, God blessed with an undeniable shine
I hope you know there's fresher

The manifester the pressure
Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a of polyester
Now fix your fuckin' up
Empty the chest of drawers before I your jaw

Everybody hit the fuckin'
Only the real mother fuckers
I hope nigga's don't end the party before we the song
Bitch

You be the to come and harass, reflect on the past
When I used to spine outcho ass
Live nigga's go money, continue to bill shit
Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm to kill shit

Zap nigga's cellular flips and swell up your lips
Fuck with so much dick in ass, it's shrinkin' her hen house
Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at trigger
Salute the of these thoroughly recognized niggas