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Unnamed DVD Freestyle
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Meek Mill
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Listen, I'm the definition of a monster Sitting like a mobster Revolver on my lap, barrel full of Black Talons I lick it at your squadron Roll up like ‘hold up’, start spitting while I'm driving Peel off, then roll up You n***as better slow up, before you bang the f**k out I aim, let it flame, blow your brains all the f**k out All over your shirt, since a youngin' I was buck wild All up in the dirt, ma screaming "Get the f**k out!" North where I was raised at, South Philly I plays that Whatever I'm around, I hold it down like a wave cap Yeah my n***as stay strapped, blaze and I'ma blaze back All over that yolk and get your motherf**kin' egg cracked Northside of Bird Streeter, Southside of Eight Baller Posted by the green gate, cops come we scrape on 'em n***as dropping tapes on ‘em, tryna get us locked down Visit to the district, that’s enough to get you chopped down Nine Parabellum, f**k around and hit a n***a momma cerebellum they ain’t riding man they telling I be sliding with a seven, all titanium Big boy style, jump around when I’m flaming ‘em Yeah I play my role, getting hoes like I’m taming ‘em Same one you kiss the same one that give me cranium Every time I touch a gun, all I hear is Damien pipe me up and rock it baby like I’m Dame’in’ ‘em I bounce on the track like I bounce on the bike So nice wit’ it I ain’t even writing it 645 on my side right in it Yeah, they got Omelly all day, I’m in the house stressing out Why I’m running all around, in the town acting out Beef come we clap it out All the real sh*t my n***as do, we don’t rap about ‘Cause n***as’ll rat you out, as soon as they get the word I know n***as saying they homies as soon as they get a bird n***as’ll get you served, like four-and-a-half I’m the n***a with .32, I’ll put four in yo’ ass I’m the nicest n***a out, out Ain't nobody seeing me, the whole hood agree with me, I'm wiping n***as out They like what I'm about sh*t every time I'm killing it, the whole hood feeling it, I got the word of mouth Right now I'm on the south Dealing with them killer n***as, sheisty and gorilla n***as, f**k it though we out He talking what he ’bout n***a making threats, it's a bet, send my bloodhounds barking at his house Like soon as he come out, give me what you got And make sure you kill him ‘cause I want him in a box Yeah the sons of Philadelphia, where drugs the only wealth for ya’ Where guns’ll take ya’ health for ya’, they won’t even send help for ya’
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