| I ain’t tryna talk bitch I will rock you if you want smoke
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| I don’t need no pistol boy you softer than some dog shit
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| Somebody tell these pussies back up off me when I’m on go
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| I don’t care if you the biggest gangster you’ll get off’d slow
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| Stepped into this game a nobody now watch me catch some wreck
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| I got so much music I’ll leave and it’s like I never left
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| Challenging my mental ain’t simple come on and step to death
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| And ima have the first weapon drawn like I was Inspectah Deck
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| Crack you in ya chin till ya legs wobble you feeling weak
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| I already left but they callin' saying you still asleep
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| Only way you stoppin' my hustle is if you killin' me
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| And I don’t plan on dying so y’all just gon' have to take a seat
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| Wait in line or just give it up ‘cause I will never fold
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| Ain’t nobody feelin' ya single bro you was never cold
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| Shoot you in the leg then I’ll body you with a separate pole
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| I start off calm and cool and then I murder you with the devil flow
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| After today ima pick it up
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| That shit that you say isn’t sick enough
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| Set it on fire or rip it up
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| Take heed to these words or just give it up
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| See I got no time for the petty shit
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| You not up to par you should never diss
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| So when I take aim I will never miss
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| I light up the booth the devil’s spit |