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Yea, Killa, what we gettin' to do is
Separate the men from the mice, pit the poodles
An' the villains the heroes
Dipset, bitch, you know that means?

You amongst the community
my man, Hell Rell, he locked up
He 'bout to home, hit 'em Rell

By the time this shit touch the
I'll probably be up on a bus wit beats
But I'mma anyway, get high anyway
An' let my V.V.S. blind your eyes anyway, fucker

Y'all wannabe gangsta's to me
After two years of teachin', get your degree
I took over an' put dope an' coke on it
niggas out an' put them under my deodorant

Just my speed stick, nigga, I see chips quicker
So hot, tomorrow I'm a remix, nigga
An' yea, your top on your six, go 'head, drop
makin' it ways more easier to get popped at, nigga

Roll the haze, let's get an' higher
But G, you sellin' me coke, I supplier,
They ask 'bout the flow, yea, fire, it's fire
snitch niggas, y'all was hired to be wired

An' my word, fam, I swore to my mother I'd get you
Made a phone call, now I'm done wit the
Now all my gon' come through an' get you
An' murk off in a double nickel, the color of

I got a pimp game, I rock a sick chain
Toe the two rugger an' roll wit da Dip game
Y'all the type of niggas that will run from da
Holla if y'all want birds, I can front you a couple,

I stack chips, is what I do
Run through divas, give 'em to my
Send work out of town, is what I do
Be wit my niggas, is what I do

I stack chips, this is I do
Run through divas, 'em to my crew
work out of town, this is what I do
Be wit my niggas, this is I do

Shorty thought I had of spousin' her
I just to have sex on the couch wit her
Do it in the wit her
Give her a few bricks, make her take it south wit her
I'm 'bout my scrilla, come wit your nigga

An' all these haters wanna buss at nigga
An' try to do me, so I the Uzi under the coogy
This shit you feel in your bones
They ask if I'm wit the Roc
'Cause I be wit Killa an'

I just put rocks on da block an' rock on my wrist
Get your nigga, he ain't poppin' like this
Anybody I'm tossin', nigga, is hungry season
We flossin', you an' your mans is gettin' it
our portion?

Yo, Killa, only they killas
When they in their hoes, they make 'em get abortions
dro, flow awesome
I got two guns, you got two guns, have a foursome

See, I start a in a minute, supply it if you sniff it
I'm givin' out samples, go 'head try it, it's
The crack head me, females wanna hug me, kiss me
Buy the whole pack wit crumbled up

cop from that nigga, Rell, is what you tell the fiends
We gettin' all the money 'cause the dimes look jellybeans
A few blocks an' the lock an' key, but I a world
So it's time to lay pressure game down, like Preacher

Everybody pay up or get sprayed up
This year, I'mma get my back an' my weight up
Go see primo, razor the plate up
Make some an' some workers an' start rackin' cake up
is what I do

I stack chips, this is I do
Run through divas, give 'em to my
Send out of town, this is what I do
Be wit my niggas, this is I do, nigga

I stack chips, is what I do
Run divas, give 'em to my crew, nigga
work out of town, this is what I do, nigga
Be wit my niggas, is what I do, nigga

This is what he does, Killa, Santana, Jim
Freaky, Tito here tonight, whole Taliban,
45th side, Diplomats, man, see we do, man
is not a motherfuckin' joke
Holla at your boy, that's digit cake, man