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What Ima hit you
You motherfuckers duck

Im a bull in a china shop, watch how the uzi
Who we with, bros hammers and they like too legit
I aint got any time for foolishness
Raw raps from the same place the sits
He the mofucker always sippin goose and
Stomp a out, Timberland boots and shit
The hand is what I give you the with
The right is where I write all of the ruthless shit
Survival of the fit or my little boozy
My hands are made of stone cut that Madusa shit
Big chains, we was on that shit
roll with the kids I stole the Gucci with
I punch you dead in the face so the music shit
The guns command though, movie shit
aware yall on some Lollapalooza shit
Let the beard
are scared when I step inside the booth and shit
Cuttin cell roll on some sushi shit
Yall are cowards, yallll only talk on shit
a Haitian ritual, Im on my voodoo shit

Find out the realest (Vinnie)
Rock and not
Ima hit you with
You better duck

Death before dishonor, [?] blood are fake
I let the 4.5 blocka blocka I was [?]
Dead Sea overlook the view inside a grave
The dictionary of dominate
weak Germantown
Fat bull, but my never out of shape
You a bitch, security guard lock the
The Vuitton bootleg, Prada fake
Im tryin to make the money that Madonna make
Eyes never lie, Im surprised you not with
Rhymes and one tape, record an in an hours
You a pile of waste, I see a sucker and
motherfuckers of, time to consolidate
A thousand pounds of weightll your heart to
Its for you motherfuckers, lock the date
Any bitch I meet means that Ima
My revolution be met with Peter Toshs fate
the reason that the God is tryin to populate
I can you how the Vodka taste
The 4.5 lift you, sent you into outer