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Heeyo
We bout to burn the muthafucking streets up with shit
Breakfast
I want to welcome everybody to the rap room
This aint a
is life!

Its been a long time get me with the world famous
You know how 0 my aim is
Long range snipers, clash of the titans python
In this 300 lee knightis
Snob in the bulbllegoose, down the interstate
Where fiend put them needles in arm and let them penetrate
Leaning sideways my fitted straight
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute

Check my no clouds in my stones

Projects ringin by the cornerstore
Two on me, bang bang its the wanted war
That was so fly, now we bought store
Screaming out thug life pouring belve on ya
I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it
Kobe can song with it, uncut raw it
Chop bricks trips ot,
We before I had a goatee, I to bag the OC

Yeah, fish scale nigga, up ghost this

Stashin by the old tree, moving by coke
Drama let the lick niggas like Charles Oaklee
Nigga dont assult me, I boat b r c k esses
And stuck em in a
Im sitting fat like Preciouse, up on the necklace
And I them clipse on a dresser
Yes sir, I'm bout bar, bag and fuck em all
money and fast car, nigga I want it all

Yeah, word to my nigga, I want it all

game, why the fuck will I starr
Im the franchize nigga, Chris fucking
Empty out the hit ya bitch you the truck and AR
With drop twohundred and then fuck it off
King of the hell got em bitch cut raw
She begged the last nigga, on as if she suckin

Black Superman, yeah I'm a law
I put this hollowtip on quarter you broken jaw
ER be strong

Blindfold your bitch toss her in the
After the 48 that bitch smelling like a skunk
Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the
be any game mind you on tellin rap the bunks
The breakfast club no capitain crunch,
for my dog niggas that eat cats for lunch
Im hungry like I aint in months
So nigga actin stunt my glock a punch

Or em catch em when send the pinebox

Leave your head wrapped up months, I passed the blunt
To my niggas, we all rocked out whats up
Sometimes I be in B K, Fab on the freeway
Lincoln and I copped it off on ebay
I pop champ like its my b day, force
Under my like its an olympic relay
My Flow on time, no delay
I a million dollars send it off to CHILE

Word to my red cross, I dont with redcross

Im all mad EA, I'm in VA
Money with Dre and Pharrell on threeway
28's thats my dj they spinning shit
When I trips OT, I never winning shit
I just drop then cop, and then I shit
Diddy and mike, yes, I'm All The Benjamins
In there for the benefits I be in ten on six
em get me a porterhouse, and some ass to bind it in

Dam that was good, but I'm hungry

And I'm living it, I be out in venice
They say jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness shit
They say Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit
If T.I.P is kobe then fuck it, I'm Derek Fissccher
Long as I'm on the starting five get it in
Cause I promised the city of Compton I get it in
I was andre, benjamin
Now I slide through in my dominican woman

She like putting on sinners in,

You sip me hills, expensive whines perril
It aint tricking, I just spend money on thrills
Big phantoms, sweet
Back see a club make them bitches eat pills
Take shots to the purse with chrome glock
Jay Electronica, a dome shot
So I had to steal it, I had the killin
I was the turtle when the waist I make the feelin

Yea keep wantin

Houseing by the subway, through the projects
to the mucialago or for an object
Number one prospect, the day I was drafted
Aftermath matic unlkeashed the bastard
Dont respect of you niggas get in the castket
Talking ratchets, touched a fucking automatic
Drama is tragic, put it in the plastic
88 bars an running, throw it whith my other

you should have warned these niggas, I'm bout to killem

Yeah trash baggin, is crack
And I know you been feenin for this, come get packs
I do it for the music nigga, fuck placks
on no beef shit, but its still fuck the rats
And I'm in New York, I set a bunch of traps
Put the g's where they can see it, and if you stunt, you
Catch em in the club, thats when I em flat
Nigga get up that, go get a fucking bat

I tell you this fucking rats

They even snitch and over to catch
No matter how you look at it I fucking rats
Get my of Ciroc and I twist the cat
Sit back watch the nba play or rolla back
fat, yeah, all I do is stack bread
In the hood on the war like a fathead
Two nines on your one sack, yeah
my block and you niggas cant trap here

Unlkess you wanna get clapped here, head wrapped

Im killing niggas, I should have a tattes
Celebrate your death, toast bottles and clap
Its gon be a cold summer, come through burr
The red phantom bullshittin, the 25 steeb
The B S H just blaze in muthafucka
The cars outside, the caves in this
I should let off a couple straighs in this
Fuck that. get laid in this muthafuck

Yo, tell your friends to get wit my

Yeah, me in the parking lot, license plate aftermath
Between me now and 50, wouldnt snitch for halve his cash
If he wastn such a bitch, nobody woulde have to
his down in jacksonville, dont make me have to rap your jack
Cause I rather be in Saint Tropez and bag
With bitches dat speak French, how you say, a cab
I dont trip Euros, I dont Pounds
Im balling bitches, till I knock em all down

Like the 93 Pac, I Get

Cuffles by the staircase, bottle backdoor
Navigate my way to the south, I used to trap hoe
Harlem way to moving packs yo
Might lost a couple friend, but I got my gat though
Blast foes, my rap goes can never my cash flow
Had a Nike box of hundreds, I was in that RAV4
But now I pull up in the truck with the crash
With the mag low, get you you ask for

Sometimes I can be a fucking

In the bake with my on, look at this nigga ayyon
Dont take your fucking mask off, empty out the cah draw
We on a suicide mission, but we dont fuck
if we make it out, bigger house bigger truck
Im in a strip with a glock, nigga what
Give me your bitch, she got a cuter face and bigger
I aint gon do shit but champaigne on her
Hit her the back and watch half of the laker game on her

put the back on, too many cunt stains on it

When to train on her, carl toon
Have em tatoo my name on her, Trek 2
You know what, it atftermath too
Put a little smoke around it then take it and pound it
outside, nigga I'm surrounded
Have in the jungles till the fuckin feds found
Mama your son got a announcement
I got 5 million in the and the couches

Dont make me about we got camels dogs and guns

Aks pompey, he was he can vouch it
it in the trashcan on some oscar the grouch shit
A bunch of green out is, tiime to revouse shit
Settle the Mississippi got her down south click
And my niggas like, we aint all about this
And any nigga ever snitch, got his mouth fixed
You get 25, he get his fucking throat
Cut em like filet and throw em off the boat bitch

Feed em to the then dock the yacht

Oil in the water, damn the ocean so
Time to finish off this on some trench coat shit
Its a drug war, real life, Grand
Catch you in the streets fuck you up and hit your man
Come through off some retarded shit, just grand
Where my dogs at, tellem I then DMX
then chinese eyes, when I'm puffin that
Blueberry, I talking with a muffun sack

up the sauer d's well if you want em nigga

I split open the dutch, then I'm that
You get a fight with California, come fuck with that
all you, go ahead, hop in the truck with that
Take it down in Cashville and hit Young with that
Dont bring nuthin' back boarder patrol that
I trying see the pen, and have to get my knuckles wrapped
I wake up owly, keep lunchin fags
Its easy, you rap niggas my punchin bag