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Uhh
I've become accustomed to goin' customs
in my pocket hollerin', "Fuck them"
I'm livin' that that you only talk about
I'm fuckin' them that you only thought about
I spend that money but you won't about
As that I made off my last single out
Whatchu think of that? Niggaz, know
That I kill niggaz slow when I for this dough
Got sick, I know they hate that
I'm makin' they artists push them dates
I don't need to prove I pack tools
Go 'head and act fool and become dog
Man, uh-huh, yeah that's me
Same that don't give a "Basically"
And I'm still smokin', it be like
Ya went out, nigga relight that
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
Yeah, I'm finally put in the game, right where I be
And the gat laid right it should be
Violate, you be put you should be
Have your family and screamin', "How could he?"
Walk the streets a body on his back
Ride around in a V the shottie in the back
And for that swear, that I front for rep
Only thing that I front is hoes and and clips of tef
With a co-D, a, menace to the people
Yeah we sold D and made a off of people
Ghetto, corrupted us, and we taught
How to add and scale plus bag and
And how to, aim and and I got brain when the wrist locked
Wherever the dot spot leave the
You actin' like you can't die in a blaze
And I let sixteen of 'em in your wake
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
Picture me in that five hundred Benz
I got no love for you niggaz it ain't no to be friends
I give a fuck 'bout 'em, no to talk 'bout 'em
He act 'bout it, I let the pound 'em
The co-D's, nigga no
Just shots, empty casings
No prints, V's no
Phone, Sprint, Six, no chips
R-O M-A
Realist and clique nigga, comprende?
You niggaz know I'm focused right?
You catch M-E-M loc'n right?
In the V, wit' the gat on my lap
Shovel in the trunk, go nigga, front
M dot E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek
Coppin' out to a one to three, you bitch
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
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