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Uhh
I've become accustomed to goin' customs
Pound in my hollerin', "Fuck them"
I'm livin' life that you only talk about
I'm fuckin' them that you only thought about
I spend that money but you won't about
As much that I made off my single out
Whatchu think of that? Niggaz, y'all
That I kill niggaz slow when I for this dough
Got labels sick, I know they that
I'm makin' they artists push dates back
I don't need tattoos to I pack tools
Go 'head and act fool and dog food
Memph Man, uh-huh, that's me
Same nigga that give a "Basically"
And I'm still smokin', it be that
Ya blunt went out, relight that
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 Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
Yeah, I'm finally put in the game, right I should be
And the gat laid right where it be
Violate, you be put you should be
Have family and friends screamin', "How could he?"
the streets with a body on his back
Ride around in a V with the shottie in the
And for y'all that swear, that I for rep
Only thing that I front is and coke 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 ourselves
How to add and plus bag and sell
And how to, aim and shoot and I got brain when the locked
the dot spot leave the tape
You keep actin' like you die in a blaze
And I let sixteen of 'em dive in wake
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 Geda
me rollin' in that five hundred Benz
I got no love for you it ain't no need to be friends
I give a fuck 'bout 'em, no to talk 'bout 'em
He act 'bout it, I let the fo'-fo' 'em
The co-D's, no statements
Just shots, empty casings
No prints, V's no
Phone, Sprint, Six, no chips
R-O M-A
Realist hood and clique nigga,
You niggaz know I'm focused right?
You still catch M-E-M right?
In the black V, the gat on my lap
in the trunk, go 'head nigga, front
This M dot 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 how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
DJ Clue, Storm

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