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Is you 'bout what I brang
nigga?
Get it through your head I let it rang nigga
nigga, you ain't a friend, you a foe

Hoe nigga, I gotta let the go
Show niggas, I ain't the one to blow on
I told ya nigga with the four I get it on
I roll with niggas, tote big chrome

Uptown V.L. off top bustin' domes
Paper chasin', racin', to six
The law bitchin', I'm catchin' cases totin'
Smokin' niggas, all self locin' niggas

I'm off the optimal still ropin' niggas
Scopin' niggas, 'cuz I'm the same broke
dope but I still maintain sellin' coke
Spin holder, blunt smoker

a lil' doper, A.K. toter
I'm a spittin' I'm a
it off your shoulder
Respect nigga I'm a solja, take it off shoulder

clown, gettin' so dirty
Respect my fuckin' mind, get my nose dirty
Playa wanna kill me
Juvenile, I you feel me

I'm too to let em' steal me
to let 'em steal me
Nigga fuck ya, I'ma ya
Struck ya, wasn't beware of the busters

busters, wig splitters, one time
Hot boys that crime
Welcome to the section of the hot
out for the infrared dot boy

S.K.'s, choppers, that's how we
all day, give up your spot for much ya
I hear ya got it, close, we hit'cha block
the glock, seventeen, we leavin' ya hot

Bodies drop, no more shop, in this
I made it hot bustin' with the non-stop
I'm full of block, a young G about my cheese
Jackin' for keys, frontin' to real G's

Tryin' to make my mill, freeze, slip you get
The shit's real act a donkey behind a dope house
Straight from Uptown, real niggas we in the
tape style, bound to make the nine growl
Bodies in the dumpster, by the youngsters
Shouldn't trust a, head buster

busters, wig splitters, one time
Hot boys that crime
Welcome to the section of the hot
Look out for the dot boy

Where the be, is where I stand
I'm comin' that tillery, up in my hand
Showin' you bitches the reason, I'm the man
I'm you hoes from breathin', you understand?

Comin' with that A.K., full of pure
A cold night in February, I had that bitch New Year
You watch me 'cuz I be comin'
With the drummin', a chopper, or a street sweeper or

Bitch, I'ma represent, my .45 pay the
You bitch you, you fuck me it's a must you get'cha issue
I'ma be standin', in the Magnolia the cannon
And to start damage

Watchin' niggas, 'cuz they donkeys and fools too
Might like they spooked, but don't let them niggas fool you
Every breath I breathe would be beef, so I snorted
Then proceeded to make my enemy's short, 'bout that

Pistol play, fuck a nigga say
Two-twenty then breathe fire out the hallway
I found myself up in niggas beef
that them T.C. niggas would die for me

We be
In an all-black fist full of bitch
And a stroller suburban on the blitz, tryin' to get
If in my way, I'm funk ya

Imagine your body in a dumpster
What you gone do? Ain't no runnin' when the Mafia ya
I'ma, UPS your death the Unibomber
I can't sleep, I got so much in the game

hotel that I change
I use an alias
Me and B.G. on a hunt, full of pluck
Two niggas pistols, tryin' to make a come up

Head busters, wig splitters, one
Hot boys that crime
to the section of the hot boys
Look out for the dot boy