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Yeah see this nigga
see this ol' light skinned mothafucka
I seen him and I'm
Disturbin' tha peace is the
Please these fake ass niggas who you are

I be dat nigga named
Alert alert it's the atllien
park water boy, spittin' in tha c-cooler
I jam till they deaf, they call me slick dick da
Women indeed, keep ya closed
blows, come out dem clothes hoe
Low pros, low bows, watch out for the
And I chose, to be dat numba one contender, offender
up ya whole agenda

When I you try to run
When I run you try to
You the snap of my finger
Call me gley
Its you and I, do or die, who am I?
I got a full of family stones, cats think I'm sly

Oh why try, you one of dem that like to cheat death
And I'm one of dem that rip up excursions
Til there is no left
You shit out wheat chex and fart out breaths
While we darts at the bottom of y'all V-necks

Dat nigga
Oh dat is aight
Dat nigga fuck wit me thou
Let me get on da mic
Nigga, who da are you nigga

I be dat nigga bronze
Playaz wanna ball or go on strike of my pitches
They think I want they
But I want no pigeons
Yet pigeons can scrub my
And y'all don't want no scrubs till y'all pull out extensions

Y'all in school detention that'll Neva out
Man I'll catch yo Achilles tendon and put a in yo mouth
'Cause we da in the south, they know what I'm talkin' 'bout
You see we Jack and we Daniels, y'all and Ralph
4-ize twirl it out, lick it dry and tend it to
Not even Joshua can to war wit dis games

These niggaz is lame and come down wit da reigns
You all wet behind da ears but its a drought in ya
And dats tha simple and man
W dot shh
(Man dat dude lauder's got some hotter hot shh)
Well sh-sh-shut da up
Before you get da fuck up

on man
Hold on lil
Y'all talkin' 'bout man
Shorty up at da radio man?
be poppin' man?
Man, let the name be
Who talkin' 'bout

I be dat nigga dat lova
I'm nastier than about yo' parents sex each other
No glove, no love, betta yo dick to run for cover
So when strikes, you can be safe on a few rubbers
If you know what I
Not everybody is Mr and Mrs.
Some get burnt like Freddie Kruger, sweat
Girls dey ass up now they 400 degrees ha

Hot girl, tryin' to give to up on da block girl
Have you "Stop girl"
I rock worlds my 9 inch louieville slugga
Still why they call me lova lova
Explainatruim
Ass
I bring 'em to da future like a '85 Delirium

Da drug emporium
On da prescription
You like my
And my doctor nurse
I put da stethoscope quite to yo tittie
Have yo butt red man like Uncle Quilly

See me, see me
Ha ha ha
C E O
D T P
2-0
Fate

Shondrez-zy on da
Circle to ya boy
College park
Virgo nigga, wha
Ahh ahh ahh