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

I be dat nigga named
Alert it's the atllien intruder
College park water boy, spittin' in tha
I jam till deaf, they call me slick dick da ruler
indeed, keep ya eyes closed
'Bow blows, come out dem hoe
Low pros, low bows, watch out for the
And I chose, to be dat numba one contender, offender
Fuckin' up ya whole

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

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

Dat nigga
Oh dat nigga is
Dat nigga can't fuck wit me
Let me get on da mic
Nigga, who da are you nigga

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

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

These bitch niggaz is lame and come wit da reigns
You all wet behind da ears but its a in ya brain
And tha simple and plain man
W dot shh
(Man dat dude got some hotter than hot shh)
sh-sh-shut da fuck up
Before you get da fuck up

on man
Hold on lil
Y'all 'bout shorty man
Shorty up at da radio station
Shorty be poppin'
Man, let the be known
Who y'all 'bout

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

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

Da Luda emporium
On da counter
You my diction
And my nurse convention
I put da quite close to yo tittie
Have yo butt checks red man Uncle Quilly

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

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