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What Ima hit you
You motherfuckers better

Im a bull in a china shop, how the uzi spit
Who we with, bros hammers and they like too legit
I got any time for your foolishness
Raw raps the same place where the sits
He the always sippin goose and shit
Stomp a rapper out, boots and shit
The left hand is what I give you the
The right hand is where I all of the ruthless shit
Survival of the fit or my little shit
My hands are made of cut from that Madusa shit
Big gold chains, we was on shit
Still with the kids I stole the Gucci with
I punch you dead in the face so fuck the shit
The guns command though, movie shit
Yall yall on some Lollapalooza shit
Let the grow
are scared when I step inside the booth and shit
Cuttin mofuckers cell on some sushi shit
are cowards, yallll only talk on computer shit
This a Haitian ritual, Im on my 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 while I was [?]
Dead Sea the view from inside a grave
The dictionary definition of
Yall Germantown
Fat bull, but my never out of shape
You a bitch, security guard the gates
The Louis Vuitton bootleg, fake
Im to make the same money that Madonna make
never lie, Im surprised that you not with
Rhymes and one tape, record an album in an
You a pile of waste, I see a and salivate
motherfuckers of, time to consolidate
A thousand pounds of weightll your heart to
Its for you motherfuckers, lock the date
Any I meet means that Ima copulate
My revolution will be met with Peter Toshs
Thats the reason that the God is tryin to
I can tell you how the Vodka
The 4.5 lift you, sent you into space