Heeyo We bout to the muthafucking streets up with this shit club I want to welcome to the muthafuckin rap room This a mixtape is life!
Its a long time get me accuainted with the world famous You how 0 point my aim is Long range snipers, of the titans chrome python In this 300 lee knightis Snob in the bulbllegoose, down the interstate Where fiend put them needles in they arm and let penetrate Leaning sideways my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute
my armor no clouds in my stones
Projects standing by the cornerstore Two on me, bang bang its the wanted war was so fly, now we bought anotha store Screaming out thug pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, raw with it Chop bricks take ot, We before I had a goatee, I to bag the OC
Yeah, fish scale nigga, what up this
Stashin by the old tree, moving by leaf Drama let the lama lick niggas like Oaklee Nigga dont assult me, I boat b r c k esses And stuck em in a Im sitting fat Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace And I keep clipse on a dresser Yes sir, I'm bout bar, Louis bag and em all Bitches money and fast car, nigga I it all
Yeah, to my kids nigga, I want it all
game, why the fuck will I starr Im the franchize nigga, Chris Paul Empty out the caNNON hit ya bitch you the and AR drop twohundred thousand and then fuck it off King of the got em done bitch cut raw She begged the nigga, on as if she suckin soft
Black Superman, I'm a butter law I put this on quarter inch you broken jaw ER be fucking
your bitch toss her in the trunk After the first 48 that smelling like a skunk Its a rap, I rap, I rap the punk be any game mind you on tellin rap the bunks The club nigga no capitain crunch, This for my dog niggas that eat cats for Im hungry I aint trapped in months So nigga actin stunt my glock a punch
Or have em catch em when the pinebox
Leave your wrapped up months, while I passed the blunt To my niggas, we all rocked out whats up I be in B K, with Fab on the freeway Lincoln continental and I copped it off on I pop champ like its my b day, force Under my hood like its an olympic My Flow Rida on time, no I rais a 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 I tennis shit Diddy and mike, yes, I'm All About The In there for the I be down in ten on six Tell em get me a porterhouse, and some ass to it in
Dam that was good, but I'm still
And I'm living it, I be out in venice They say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness They say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams If T.I.P is kobe then fuck it, I'm Fissccher shit as I'm on the starting five I'ma get it in Cause I promised the city of I would get it in I was outcasted andre, Now I slide through in my woman friend
She putting on sinners in, yeah
You sip me hills, expensive whines sell It aint tricking, I just spend money on thrills Big phantoms, wheels Back see like a club make them bitches eat Take patrone shots to the purse chrome glock Jay Electronica, a dome shot So I had to steal it, nigga I had the I was the when the waist I make the rabbit feelin
Yea keep nigga
Houseing by the subway, fillin the projects Come to the mucialago or for an one prospect, the day that I was drafted Aftermath matic unlkeashed the fucking Dont none of you niggas get in the castket Talking ratchets, never a fucking automatic Drama this is tragic, put it in the 88 bars an running, throw it whith my other
Drama you should have warned these niggas, I'm bout to
trash baggin, this is crack And I know you been feenin for this, come get your I do it for the music nigga, them placks Aint on no beef shit, but its still fuck the And when I'm in New York, I set a of traps Put the g's they can see it, and if you stunt, you clap em in the club, thats when I stomp em flat Nigga get up that, go get a fucking bat
I you bout this fucking rats
even snitch and bend over to catch No matter how you look at it I hate rats Get my of Ciroc and I twist the cat Sit back watch the nba play or rolla back Real fat, yeah, all I do is stack In the hood on the war a fucking fathead Two nines on back one sack, yeah This my block and you niggas cant here
Unlkess you wanna get clapped here, head yeah
Im killing niggas, I have a hundret tattes Celebrate your death, toast bottles and beers 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 in this muthafucka I should let off a couple straighs in this that. kinda 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 to blast Still his in jacksonville, dont make me have to rap your jack Cause I rather be in Tropez and packin bag bitches dat speak French, how you say, catch a cab I dont Euros, I dont trip Pounds Im balling ball bitches, till I knock em all
the 93 Pac, I Get Aroud
Cuffles by the staircase, bottle backdoor Navigate my way down to the south, I used to hoe way to Queensbidge moving packs yo Might have lost a couple friend, but I got my gat Blast foes, my rap goes can never my cash flow Had a box of hundreds, when I was in that RAV4 But now I up in the truck with the crash board the mag low, get you antyhing you ask for
Sometimes I can be a fucking
In the bake with my mask on, look at this ayyon Dont take fucking mask off, bitch empty out the cah draw We on a suicide mission, but we dont give Cause if we make it out, house bigger truck Im in a strip club with a glock, nigga Give me your bitch, she got a cuter face and bigger I aint gon do shit but pour on her Hit her from the back and watch half of the game on her
Dont put the back on, too many cunt on it
When to train on her, carl toon Have em tatoo my name on her, Trek 2 You know what, fuck it too Put a little smoke around it then take it home and it outside, nigga I'm surrounded Have spot in the jungles the fuckin feds found your son got a public announcement I got 5 in the walls and the couches
make me think about we got camels dogs and guns
Aks pompey, he was he can vouch it Throw it in the on some oscar the grouch shit A bunch of green popped out is, to revouse shit Settle down the got her down south click And my like, we aint know all about this And any nigga snitch, got his fuckin 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 shark then dock the
Oil in the water, damn the ocean so Time to finish off this niggas on some trench coat Its a drug war, real life, Theft 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 crazier DMX Lazier then eyes, when I'm puffin that Blueberry, I aint with a muffun sack
Roll up the sauer d's if you want em nigga
I open the dutch, then I'm stuffin that You should get a with California, come fuck with that all you, go ahead, hop in the truck with that Take it in Cashville and hit Young Buck with that Dont bring nuthin' back boarder patrol that I trying see the pen, and have to get my knuckles wrapped I wake up real owly, keep fags Its real easy, you rap niggas my bag