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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 singin a hoes sing
need lower back tattos, toe rings
Eye brows arched, belly pierced the thing
Who, oh-no, low blows, to the coke
I sold blow thug things, I'm a slinger
I run a drug 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 stringer
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 product baby
I'm a hustler used god done gave me
Know cop cars you can un mark-em baby
Bills they crazy, keep yah gaurd up lazy
Had run ins with the atf, marks, and

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

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

Man I might just you know the cycles 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

Don't get your rifles, my rivals, don't no rivalry
Hand on the bible baby boy, I ain't yah b?
You idol 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 the site I might revist in
Pets as my neighbors, I'm a lower citizen
Shit, I wish the could fin my prison friends
To fly to comply, we was on a mission
Vision girls use to 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, right on the ship, my friend
Baby boy that's when you coppin coke, to rope
I'm a slicker, that can knock a boat

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