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Ruff Three, Time for the younger generation to blow
You I brought my nigga with me

Hey yo, it's jay hood bitch respect my
The doctors had to piece your face like a collage
always talk breezy till the steel come out
And slugs rip through their gums and their grill out
Motherfuck you and fuck your
If I clap you in the dome
I'm a clips in your diaphragm
I'm the hood
purple instead of chocolate
Stay from around chumps and cowards they gossip
And I'm a stay on the corner stop signs
With a pack of them creamy colored rocks and the glock
When you speaking of the nigga
Bring name up
D Block bitch, we about to the game chained up
My too strong, bars too powerful
And your can't dry you when the dumdums shower you
Your mad because your garbage and your lyrics is
And your whip was made that same you was born in

Listen man, Don't worry how many gats crook has
Just know I stay strapped like book
is shook ass
You getting off the porch
And me? I'm just getting off in
I could make sure your coffin
Why would you mention a
There is a difference between rap and attempting to
the shit you living and the shit you heard of
You fuck Larceny?
is you crazy, bitch?
Before you walk the streets, a few safety tips
Watch who you speaking and watch who you speaking to
The cats you speaking bout could show you what the could do
A respirator is you'll be breathing through
And you got beef with who that you need
The closest you came to beef was loaf
When we pose bats and pea coats
Y'all better be close

To fuck with Cam, y'all bitches better and dream
Every gun that I own got a and beam
When I approach the things shake the dice, rook the
Best bitch on the east coast since
Latifah, buy reefer, fly
Ride deeper, four bump louder than five speaker
Spit fire, hot lava
Don't get twisted, I'm not one of them prada
Catch me in clothes, with a lot of dough
not mine, it's his
I need a lot more to
You got to get the king the kid
How you a bitch like me afford to live motherfucker?

That's a bad bitch, you a bad ass nigga,
the younger generation, killing y'all, live, get busy on these niggas

Hey look, I'm to sell mad gravy
So I get from my crew and make Erykah Badu my "Bag Lady"
You that crazy? Squeeze, I you ain't spitting shells
Your hand shake so much it up on the Richter scale
I made the huskiest niggas look like they had sickle
I don't just bricks, dog I got a bitch for sale
So let me find the nigga that us a lot
No coffin, he get in the refrigerator box
God damn, I'm a hot man
I'm telling you up, I got my weight up
I'm my wrists Roxanne
Cause if I wore it in a room
You and your man would hate how I animated like a cartoon
Bottom line, I'm telling you that you fucking with me
Hard, nobody guards, you want a shot, and get me
I'm not a sucker, nor is any nigga with me
And why are y'all with wheels if they under fifty

Lock and the motto
Got more slow Dr. Zhivago
mind state that makes a poem rock in Chicago
But I don't get my gangster movies
I'm a rock star, 5 star tellies, running with gangsters and
Come and leave a voice sick
Cause my steers with a joystick
I'm the in my era
Listen, I lead an life
Paint pictures with my actions, ain't no for error
My innate features, leave niggas dismayed,
And please don't mistake for kindness
I fuck with old
So don't make me forget you real and catch Alzheimer's
Motherfucking hoes I spoil
Remember, I'm known to break a for reckless eyeballing
The top dog, nigga, I'm the truth
You want to get
I'm the square root
The rock

I got mean
You seen get his thug on
I my bitch and we get our hug on
She I put drugs on and get my grub on
And dog, you park your car, put your club on
The cat I put the snub on
I'm a clap the gat it get too hot, and that's with gloves on
You love drawing, you go to an art school
I get my club on with the glow in the dark
in my shoes, polo in the dark blues
And I spark that the po and the narcs use
Fuckers, stupid or something
What's the point in pulling joint if you ain't shootin at nothing
Dude, will get you banged in the face
If you have braces then you know how the will taste
I'm near anything pertaining to
Just the blue lighting with the rectangular face

Easy niggas, of fact fuck that go hard,
show these niggas how you built,
grab your guns and bust off, my

my nigga, it's Cassidy bitch, get the name clear
I'm what you steer got the game near
Buy by the square, sell it by the o
I run through snow like a
The kid, got the coke heads nose red like Rudolf
I grind on the strip so hard I got blue
I'd rather a q off then get blue off
That's how I stay on my toes my shoes off
You dudes are soft, really like Ra Paul
When's it's war I move out like
I'm a boss
I eight balls to the corner
My like a pool hall
And I ball like I been in the
My finger itching like it got genital warts
play around with him boy (why's that)
Cause Cass is a pain in the ass like
Faggot!