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Which one y’all ready to take this 10
Which one y’all ready to take this 10 Which one y’all ready to take this 10
Which one y’all ready to take this
the fucking sticks, Y'all niggas ain't really about action
Most of y'all niggas be acting, Need directors for y'all casting
Cause that fake shit y'all
Black Sheep Five this is Red Dog One come back
This is Black Sheep copy
State your position
Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty
know it
Wanna bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now what's ya tell em go get boy
And lights out
And nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any
Hootpac
Y'all ain't ready like
Audio-only Zoom calls
Check my resumé, thirty games won
No true-false
That's auto-admission to Harvard and
That's by default
with the gat that be ready to peel
I'm the one next to Spliff when it's time to ill
I'ma show by astro red cross and blue shields
Watch us make a move
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
nose
Don't make me clown
And have to go put on my red nose
[Verse 1]
I got my face painted
Crazed, ain't it?
That a black dude lookin like he got
by the police & this corrupt ass system
Y’all won’t die in vain
Ain't stoppin' til we gettin' justice in the streets
You ain't ready for what's on my mind
Too inclined
One of Gods feared and most greatest design
See, any nigga that lies
Is a nigga you watch
up in that chair
It ain't nobody i can spare
Can't let y'all take me out my character
I'll take y'all by the merrier
Swervo big dog like terrier
Run this shit and it ain't
Nothing but a relay
And ain't nothing you can tell us
About to roll up, kush sticky like Elmer's
This ain't no how I act like
know it
Wanna bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now what's ya tell em go get boy
And lights out
And nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any
this.
{DJ Paul}
y'all Know the motherfuckin score bitch.
y'all boys y'all boys ain't ready for this
Hot Boys Hot Boys gunnin with
long
And I step to a new day,
New age, and a new page
In a book of life but it's looking like
Y'all ain't ready for the new phase
Then I'ma get more
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
could be one
Until I see BIG, Pac
See Pun but this ain't Eazy
I can't take a Big L, my city needs me
I gotta win the proof is in the pudding
And I been
do it all just for currency
I got a1 niggas from back then
Ready to switch like ben 10
I cut shit off before it began
Now y'all see why I don't
changed my mind, now I'm back on this grind
Trying to get this change
Niggas hate to see me getting it
Travelling packs with a red dot
Boy, it ain't
First of all, platinum, five months
Holla you know I go away for two months
and the
Riff raff come back with this bullshit
Man this what
Y’all come
Yeah, Y'all fake ass niggas
Up in this rap game
Imitation, plastic ass niggas
Videotape, movie script ass niggas
Y'all gimmick niggas
Gimmick
Makaveli (yeah)
You need some, Little Caesar's pizza, I be hot and ready (woo)
Nigga, you a pussy and a rat, you like Tom and Jerry
Nigga, you ain't
Uhyoyothugged out we ain't got love for y'all
Thugged out and I ain't got no love for y'all
Now these funny niggas is actors
They in movies straight
Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in
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