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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 singin a song hoes sing
Ya'll need back tattos, toe rings
Eye brows arched, pierced the whole thing
Who, oh-no, low blows, to the coke
I sold blow some things, I'm a slinger
I run a ring can't put it on yah finger
I wasn't born a singer, but let the storm linger
I'm the muslim from new york, I'm mortis
Off ice, but on ice, the money
Dummi pay attention, fiends still got the funny
I'm vest glocked up, yah I red dot up
You can taste it, test it, strech it I got the best baby
I'm a hustler used skills god done me
Know them cop cars you can un mark-em
Bills they crazy, keep yah gaurd up lazy
Had run ins with the atf, marks, and

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

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

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

Don't get your rifles, my rivals, don't no rivalry
Hand on the baby boy, I ain't 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 Michael Biv and them
I might get rid of them the I might revist in
as my neighbors, I'm a lower body citizen
Shit, I wish the lord fin my prison friends
To fly to comply, we was on a then
Vision girls use to call us the men
Cause we was cookin more them whip it whip it in
Let the begin, we get it how we ship it in,
The shipment, they shippin, sittin, right there on the ship, my friend
Baby boy when you coppin coke, alot to rope
I'm a city slicker, that can a boat

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 of ya'll