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You wanna come through North, you gotta pay to visit Pay a toll, Top Klass couldn’t pay tuition I’m ‘bout to give him hell, six shots give him shells n***as got schooled to the game, (they shoulda been and failed) f**k Dollaz man I been straight Ayo the .40 barrel naturally hot, shots’ll end H Kaboom, I’m the bomb lil’ n***a Stop worrying ‘bout ya’ hat and get signed lil’ n***a In the booth, all day, wasting time lil’ n***a Dolla it’s Quilly Millz, up ya’ grind lil’ (n***a) This lil’ n***a got me mad as sh*t Talking ‘bout me on that DVD, now he on (Haddy d**k) But I’ma get her now, leave you in that sand man pu**y you done did it now, all my n***as cannons Yeah, naw f**k it I’m a go-getter G-O, G-E, T-T, go get ya’ A and a S, stay with that AR You wanna make it far, n***a stay with a vest If you was at the house, you woulda (stayed in Protect) You’s a PC n***a, when I spray you get wet I was on ep two, getting husky Came home you lost Shine, this n***a rusty Pretty boy tryna stunt on camera Young bol dumb as sh*t, pulled his gun on (camera) I see you drawing with that Lorcin, I’m drawing with the TEC My oldhead, woulda smacked you just for drawing on the set Ride with my soldiers so you know that’s major pain man Clapping like thunder, need a poncho when I rain man Reign Man, ain’t as hard as I thought Them two-tone durags, we is not in New York Young bol snitching, get that man out of them courts Reed Dollaz wear snap caps, Green Bay snap caps Hit him with that gat, bet that MAC spin his (cap back) You listening like, sh*t he’s vicious You ain’t a threat, I wrote this sh*t in like 15 minutes Slide down Southwest in like 15 minutes Show him how to ball-play, Reed Dolla bol gay He a b*t*h, make him strip like Night on Broadway And that’s the go-go, n***a you a homo My block on the [?] so it’s jumping like a pogo Naw f**k it I don’t wanna stop, ride to the beat Who’s Frankie with the Grippaz, go and buy him some teeth f**k beats man, buy some sneaks OG funny something This n***a off and I know he fluffing I got crash dummies, on standby Waiting to bang out, they ball with them thangs out Reign Man on, naw, Reign Man’s off How the f**k you got bodied with a wave cap on? I’m on the grind here, my man [?] got the nine here Light his ass up like Times Square And it don’t matter what I got in the chrome This n***a whole style switched when Aaron got on the phone Oh what’s up with that boy Chico? I said, ayo, yo Look, I ain’t a top shotta, you get ya’ top shot Bullets in his marrow, barrel smoking like a crockpot Haddy, how you screaming that I’m not hot? He move a eight-ball a day, screaming that his block pop Come on dog that’s enough of that I’m wit’ ya’ b*t*h, G-spot and she can’t get enough of that Screaming Quill that’s enough of that We could battle all night, have him screaming ‘I don’t wanna rap’ I’m on the block, show you how I flip a bundle scrap On the block, knocking off tree like a (lumberjack) I’m in a lumberjack jacket like Deebo Bet the AR move his car like repo Hit him with the pipe, see the light like [?] Harder than the concrete, n***a ask Rico Got a lot of raw and I ain’t worried ‘bout Chico Came home four and a half like I don’t- n***as act so tough, ‘til the Ac’ roll up Grip the SIG split his wig like a Afro [?] Plus, oh yeah I f**ked ya’ girl, she gave my cousin swirl Pop fly, I get you banged like a BumpIt curl 19, babyface like ‘he’s swell’ Stay fly, n***as watching me sh*t (like Ezal) It’s only right I get respect n***a Friday, next Friday, (and the Friday after next) I keep a TEC, Rasheed, catch six you get fouled out Spray the clip like Jadakiss my n***as wild out You know my n***as [?], f**k it we chow down I’m a king, n***a you a joker you should bow down Money over b*t*hes, I don’t give them b*t*hes jack In the games deuces wild, you think it’s pity-pat I’m like cut the check cut the deck what’s the deal? You see me on yo’ corner, ‘yo that’s that n***a Quill’ Eat a d**k, I don’t f**k wit’ you n***a That’s why I limit handshakes, I ain’t trusting you- I’m living comfortable n***a, I got connects and clientele I throw my young bols packs ‘cause I ain’t tryna sell My block blazing like Bonzi Wells I don’t play for Portland I play for keeps so play (extorting) You own pies I need a f**king portion You tryna f**k with the kid, I can’t have it f**k it- ah The devil out they like what happened to me It’s like they mad I’m on some sh*t, they should be happy for me I’m in ya’ local record store, you should be asking for- I spit it crack so for L’s, I should charge you a G, g’yeah n***a who harder than me? pu**y I’m hard as nails Bend you up like a Bowflex n***a you soft and frail
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