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

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

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

Y'all wannabe listen to me
After two of teachin', you'll get your degree
I over blocks an' put dope an' coke on it
Subbed niggas out an' put them under my

like my speed stick, nigga, I see chips quicker
So hot, tomorrow I'm droppin' a remix,
An' yea, your top on your six, go 'head, drop
Just makin' it ways 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, it's fire, fire
Y'all snitch niggas, y'all was hired to be

An' that's my word, fam, I to my mother I'd get you
Made a call, now I'm done wit the issues
Now all my gorillas gon' come an' get you
An' off in a double nickel, the color of pickles

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

I chips, this is what 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

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

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

An' all these wanna buss at your nigga
An' try to do me, so I rock the Uzi 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 an' rock rocks on my wrist
Get your hardest nigga, he ain't like this
I'm tossin', nigga, this is hungry season
We stopped flossin', you an' mans is gettin' it
Where's our

Yo, Killa, only reason killas
When they buss in their hoes, they make 'em get
Smoke dro, awesome
I got two guns, you got two guns, let's a foursome

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

Don't cop from that nigga, Rell, is you tell the fiends
We all the money 'cause the dimes look like jellybeans
A few blocks an' the lock an' key, but I need a
So time to lay pressure game down, like Preacher Earl

Everybody pay up or gon' get up
This year, get my name back an' my weight up
Go see primo, blade the plate up
some packs an' some workers an' start rackin' cake up
This is I do

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

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

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