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Who the hub dawg you know?
Peelin' slugs at mug
drugs in front of the projects
My projects, more scatter, street

Who the hub dawg you know?
Peelin' at your mug
Dealin' in front of the projects
My projects, more, scatter, more street
Untold stories, shootout,

Who the hub dawg you know?
slugs at your mug
Dealin' drugs in front of the
My projects, more, scatter, more street

Makin' room for more drama, more hustle, heat
I can show you how to get, money easy
the gangster, all motherfuckers envy

Leave all semi I tote, empty
Foes tempt me, I'm no penitentiary
Crime scene clean, shells, no
Flee the shootout, X-5, no

It's meant for me to survive this gangster
Meant for you not to be livin', food for the
It's I'm givin', new lessons for the street

jungle I'm from B, don't breed no weak
Lames that don't know the game don't speak
You get killed, want me peeled, I'm hungry nigga

nigga out there claimin' to be the illest
I know if y'all know
Let a nigga know, I'm lost in the
Niggaz hatin', waitin' for the outcome
Whatever happened to to rappin'?

Mic graspin', flow flashin'
Rippin' up tracks and, the thang
niggaz know about Sean T and The Game?
Who's the Who's the illest?

I'm off the like slabs of ribs, I want it big
I ain't fuckin' kids, I'm after six digit things
Fuck the rings and the tribulations, constant hatin'
This lifestyle, keeps me animatin'
turf talk before you niggaz thuggin' it up

It matter if you Crip'n, or Blood'n it up
Dallas Squad it up, smashin' on sight
But he on haters like BM

It matter if you Crip'n, or Blood'n it up
Squad blooded it up, smashin' on sight
But he hoppin' on haters BM

It don't if you Crip'n, or Blood'n it up
Dallas Squad blooded it up, smashin' on
But he hoppin' on haters BMX bike

Fuck around with the Squad see sights
We takin' gangster shit to the maximum
But I'm mainly bubblin', fat grip doublin'
Big, big heads I'm lovin' 'em, you me y'all

Leavin' the in awe 'cause I tremendously ball
I'm supported by The Game so you know I won't
I'ma execute my options, keep my paws
And out unscathed with no scratches or flaws
Who's the

nigga out there claimin' to be the illest
I don't know if y'all
Let a know, I'm lost in the stipulations
Niggaz hatin', everybody waitin' for the
Whatever happened to to rappin'?

Mic graspin', freestyle flashin'
Rippin' up tracks and doin' the
What'chu niggaz know about T and The Game?
Who's the illest? the illest?

say "Game, you rappin' like you from the East coast,"
Meet toast gun jammed in throat, forgot that you spoke
Game got the streets woke young'n, same nigga got the runnin'
the new fiends to smack

Pops told me when I was younger, you can't live that
So I don't listen to pops nigga, I to Kool G. Rap
Went hustlin' sacks to heavy weight, shufflin' crack
Kids and preachers know me, young the O.G.

Ask the reverend the church from fallin', young'uns from starvin'
I'm the project like Marcy or the Nickerson
Comfortable dawg, Compton to Harlem, any city or hood
back, blowin', listen to Marvin

Get head, count dough and sit in the apartment
AK in the sofa, I'm the illest, who closer?
Get head, count dough and just sit in the
AK in the sofa, I'm the

Get head, count dough and sit in the apartment
AK in the sofa, I'm the illest, who come
To the late ones or great ones over a crown
Get shot off that throne, who the illest

nigga out there claimin' to be the illest
I don't know if y'all
Let a nigga know, I'm in the stipulations
Niggaz hatin', everybody waitin' for the
Whatever happened to to rappin'?

Mic graspin', freestyle flow
Rippin' up tracks and, doin' the
What'chu niggaz know about Sean T and The
the illest? Who's the illest?

Some say the gangster is dead
Imagine that, when fools pullin' straps out infrared
We're livin' in a time of plagues and life
When homies in the end up all trife

Tryin' to bright, but lookin' all dim
Meanwhile I stay sharp like a pen
I see the smirks and but I just laugh
'Cause I'm gettin' lucrative loot, endless

If you only knew the of it, you wouldn't hate
But niggaz just pig and talk behind Jake
Man you knock the hustle, I ain't fin' to be greedy
I want an exit out the kinda like Paul Vitti

I'm to slang CD's in cruise control
of sellin' illegal pharmaceuticals
Should I ask for your advice? you would know
Fuck it, I'm out to get it, I'm a for dough

Every nigga out there to be the illest
I don't know if y'all
Let a nigga know, I'm in the stipulations
Niggaz hatin', everybody for the outcome
Whatever happened to just to

Mic graspin', flow flashin'
Rippin' up and, doin' the thang
What'chu niggaz know Sean T and The Game?
Who's the Who's the illest?