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G.O.D!

I'm scared of I'm scared of ya'll I'm scared of ya'll... (quiet)

Yo, ya'll little girls singin a song hoes
Ya'll lower back tattos, toe rings
Eye arched, belly pierced the whole thing
Who, oh-no, low blows, to the king
I blow some thug things, I'm a slinger
I run a ring can't put it on yah finger
I wasn't a singer, but let the storm just linger
I'm the muslim new york, I'm mortis stringer
Off ice, but on ice, the money
Dummi pay attention, still got the funny pills
I'm glocked up, yah chest I red dot up
You can it, test it, strech it I got the best product baby
I'm a used skills god done gave me
Know them cop cars you can un mark-em
Bills they mark-em crazy, keep yah up lazy
Had run ins the atf, marks, and navy

Man I might quit you know the cycles sick?
they go to court to snitch, on michael vick?
I'm of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll

Ay yo! some lean, I land the lar
A 100 grand handed
Crystal pets dogs, cats, bears
Liqour, came up reflection off the chandaler
But while we're standin here
go another rant a year
Said cam the ocean and the sand right there?
I looked at her and nodded like, you right there
Mah you too much, yah drink here and here
I love the but I don't need the fan fare
I the fan mail it help me hustle when I'm tryna make this damn mail
Or even pay my man
I'm jack and kept the water in the tan pail
Fuck school my teacher that I can't fail
in the club sippin on champell, can't tell
Wire on tapein on the held
Before you cross the street you your hand held
Before you get hit, I spit sick, dip

Man I might just quit you know the cycles
When they go to to snitch, on michael vick?
I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of

get your rifles, my rivals, don't want no rivalry
Hand on the bible baby boy, I yah idol b?
You don't me? shit why you listenin?
No rims o.t I'm ridin on the
I'm tryna get them dividends, a 100, 000 kid a
If the edition is new? Biv and them
I might get rid of them the site I might in
Pets as my neighbors, I'm a lower citizen
Shit, I wish the lord could fin my friends
To fly to comply, we was on a mission
girls use to call us the kitchen men
Cause we was cookin then them whip it whip it in
Let the shit begin, we get it how we it in,
The shipment, that they shippin, sittin, right there on the ship, my
Baby boy that's when you coke, alot to rope
I'm a slicker, that can knock a boat

Man I might just quit you know the sick?
When they go to court to snitch, on michael
I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of