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Sometimes I smoke dope just to get by
I don't even smoke weed like that
Sometimes I think my bitches too fine
I don't even get mouth like that

to the party (Blat)
SlayWorld, bitch, we an army (Slay)
Off with his head
We ain't givin' no warnings (No)
No, I ain't see my first 'M yet
But I still blew a bag

a nigga in middle school
I'm looking where my pen go
Video at the grave sight
We by the dead folks (Brra)
With the chopper
Feel like Hungry Hungry Hippo
Rap

the juice swear I could've been PACs Child
She disrespectful, she pull down my pants and suck on my meat, shake her head like a rockweiler
Counted me out,

in the jungle
For sure I'm comin' back with a head or two
Put a opp in the sky (come here)
That's my definition of him on a pedestal
And my dizzys

around 
With bare clowns 

Threaten my life 
I Promise you won't threat it twice 

Threaten me once 
Off with ya head for some fun 

I see right through

and played with wrestlers
Wrestled with the boys popped the barbies heads off
They said it's just a phase so they let me be
Never lectured me so tell me why

call a young nigga yeast
And my hunnids comin blue like a crip with some beef
I was in the bed witcha bitch we ain't sleep nah
Shawty gave me head so

drop heavy bars everything you spit is light 
Butterfly in my pocket i'll split his life
He will never know what hit em till i kill his hype
Fuck a blood

In the mighty name of Jesus man
Yeah, Preach on my brother, preach on, check it out
Gotta love your enemies and pray for those persecute you
Aye

every night just passing by
Might fuck around and fuckin die anytime
I'm feelin fine I'm tellin lies straight to your eyes
Jason Statham off the crank I'm

feeling
I guess that's just how I'm feelin
Now me gotta kill em but
Me not a villain
If it's up we can meet by the ceiling
Not a hunnid and he not

copy niggas clones
I'm off the Baba smoking dope
Pop a perky to the dome
Look
By the way that I'm breaking her back in
Got her tapping
I ain't never

satisfaction and guarantee
She want to marry me
BITCH IM A P I M P
I serve my work by the key
True spitta on the beats
Laid back in the seat
Off that Hennessy

like the end of a pearl
Fuck that bitch like Armageddon
All this shit in my head that I'm getting
Fuck off bitch, I'm just freestyling
I don't care

go
If we pull up with them Glocks, you know we shoot yea, we gon' blow
Hit that nigga in his head, now his brain's on the floor
Yeah, my niggas real

her off her feet
I don't do middle man I go straight to the top of command
I was playing with them kilos you was serving them grams
Since I been popping

rain they dripping right off
You wanna go fed
I wanna go ham 
Louie my bottoms yo likes went down
Two diamond chains they glistening now
This mike love

a lot I need fees boy
You can see what’s on my feet boy
Ask about me I’m in all these streets boy
Ima big dawg yea i do shit
Cuz I move shit
And I move

Yeah
New York ain't dead
It came back to life in the apocalypse
I done seen too much by fourteen to be an optimist
'Round late registration

the leader
I was swerving by my keepers
Put him on skates like he in the arena
Let a nigga name

just got off the phone, I got money coming in,
But I still feel so alone, so to my bed I'm running in,
Roll up some chicken bone, and hide from the god

a lil laugh
V know that he's chosen
He be doin the most
And Neva let off the gas

Can't stop with this flow but imma get back
Got ten on the flo and I

right to rest
EDot got put right to bed, like
He shot his self in his head
How y'all smokin' on niggas y'all don't even know?
Now it's cool, oh my