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G.O.D!

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

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

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

Ay yo! some lean, I land the lar
A 100 grand here
pets dogs, cats, panda bears
Liqour, up here reflection off the chandaler
But baby while we're standin
Let's go rant a year
Said cam thts the ocean and the sand there?
I at her and nodded like, you damn right there
Mah you drunk too much, yah drink and here
I love the public but I don't need the fan
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 jill kept the water in the tan
school told my teacher that I can't fail
Cops in the sippin on champell, can't tell
Wire on tapein on the held
Before you cross the street you need your held
Before you get hit, I spit sick, 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 scared of

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

Man I might just you know the cycles 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