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What you wanna do, I'll drop a bag on you
Only me and you for the night girl ima smash on you
And you already know that I'll pay cash for you
And you

the drop and I'm grabbing my gloves and my mask
Caught an opp and I went and turned present to past
These lil niggas be broke, they can't show you a bag
See

and i would drop clear ponds
from the tips of my fingers for her to drink,
and drop gobs of silly flavored jelly on the counter for her to lick.

i know

on a whole army by my lonesome guess im hot
I got the juice got the gas got the blade and the mask
Told your bitch i was gonna take her out to eat with these

the U S
Increased by a astounding two hundred and forty eight percent
And one of the cities feeling it the most
(I stuff like three grams in the wood)

bad, till you rock a crimson mask
Sorry for the disruption
You can see the kid comin
Swinging two by fours like I was Jim Duggan
Insane imagery
Bringing

sit up
You ain't gotta gas
10 toes to the grass
In the back with a mask
Imma set the whole shit up
(Sheesh)
Heist nigga
Issa vice nigga
And I put it

so many
Dont worry bout ammo i always got plenty
And if i run out arrows these hands are ready
In a night club and i drop the bass low
The green arrow

killa shit
Ski mask attached
They never be finding me
Count me a rack
My ice just be blinding me
Bitch that's a fact
They never gon' grind on me
Load in

is different, covered by this mask
I see no looking past with this shadow overcast
Face the truth, but we can't so we make lies
Take pride, and leave

came with fifty, there ain't no gettin' away
Think I work with firemen, I only know to up and spray
Glrrt, gotta drop 'em, if I spot 'em, Choppa popped

Taking My Ball

Eminem

Relapse: Refill

2009

okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I

Southside Can't Stop

Z-Ro

Screwed Up Click Representa

2002

Going platinum, everytime another tape drop

It's the return of Z-Ro the Crooked, busting heads strictly for cash
Taking out contracts on hatas, with

Woah, tats on my face I will never have a desk job
But I just got promoted by ya bitch, I got the head job
She ain't Jeff Bezos but I swear she got

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

test me then I blast
This forty it came wit sum mags, and all my shooters equipped with dem mask
Let's Go
These niggas can't fuck wit us, I hop out

and the weather
Been in pain my heart cold like December
Talk on us, you get dropped by a member
BSO sending shots out like Kemba
Sippin wock' drop a line in

on the block they look at like I'm a pay phone

He be having wock by the flock but he's not form clayco 

He done spotted a opp fina drop em like a hit potato

fast, then press gas, when we hop inside the truck
Mask on, gloves on, yeah we fully suited up
You may be fast, you ain't faster than the bullets in my

And have a motherfucker drop by Your home, make us Even Steven
And you best believing, that that Fuckin' message received
Sms XXX, we'll Drake the judge till

New York has fucking sewer rats
Sometimes abstract like an act by Confuse a Cat
But always explosive cutting wires
Can't diffuse a rap
BOMBS!
I drop

The concealer under my eyes (yeah)
Is my only privacy (oh)
Lemon drops make me drop my location
And these Prada shoes (Mhm)
Make me feel like
Like I'm worth

giving me top
Then went in yo crib and she left it unlocked
Niggas gon drop

Walk in the room stop
Throw a hand sanitizer
I ain catching rona
Where ya mask

panthers start climbing the grapevine
Bitch you got robbed by them 8 guys
Nigga killed ya partner but you ain’t ridin'
Fucks the point for all them gang