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(Tay Keith, this too hard) Ayy, ayy, blrrd Section 8 'partments, I'm valid on payment Servin' narcotics like back in the '80s We got the gas you can't get at the station I just hit the dope and then made 'em go crazy We got more drugs than the nurses at Grady Worse come to worst, so I'ma send at your [?] Woke up today, I community gated Looked in the mirror like, "n***a, you made it" Thinkin' 'bout all of the charges I skated From robbin' and takin' and enter and breakin' I shake the pot, made it jump to an 80 Smokin' just make my eyes lower likе Asians I'm all in Miami, strapped up like a Haitian Peoplе, they shakin', they feel the vibration Bullets gon' hit, feel a burnin' sensation Flippin' that turf, have your money and race it These junkies my patients, they walk in and paint sh*t I had the coco, had to tell 'em, "Be patient" In my duplex with the bricks in the basement Real street n***a, never wrote no statement They tell 'em to come out, they hold us to come out Ball like I'm Jordan, yeah, I stuck my tongue out n***as got no cars, they stickin' they thumb out Keep it a hunnid, I'm bringin' the drum out I put my gun out, let's see how they turn out Might just be bookin', they won't put the blunt out They say it's a drug, make it rain when the sun out All red Royce, skrrt-skrrt, do a rollout My word is the law, no cap in my bars Put ice on my heart and put tats on my scar Might want a .30, but lobster walk 1017, we ball to ball I got sixty shots in this Drac', he move once, won't move again Talkin' all that sh*t, we broke his bones, his ass should've come right in Tolerate, no disrespect, I'm Beyblade how I get to spinnin' Dump him in that water, he ain't swimmin', boy, that n***a missin' We don't blank on missions, now he missin' Swimmin' with the fishes Wockhardt got me p*ssin', diamonds glisten Strapped up with that glizzy All my clothes be fitted, G-Star denim These not True religions If I take your soul, I'm not repentin', Reaper my religion Can't show the internet how I be livin' Sticks steamer, ride through the city Stay out the way and get paid, n***as all in they feelings On the internet, talkin' like b*t*hes Money come in different ways, I'm a junkie Got Dracs and them bows while I'm breakin' a b*t*h Yellow gold on my wrist lookin' like p*ss If I go broke, then I'm takin' a risk How you be sliding', but nobody got hit? Yeah, we double back if we feel like we missed Yeah, I drop the opp 'fore I drop me a hit I'm not like these rappers, I'm not finna diss They havin' cake, make your b*t*h make a wish I keep throwin' up, n***as keep havin' fits Ten thousand ain't nothin, blow this sh*t on a fit Remember they doubted me, now look, I'm rich Still in the hood, posted up with the bricks I still will mask up, put that fire on them b*t*hes n***as be put up when I'm in the city I'm tired of beefin' with n***as who snitchin n***as don't want smoke, they just want attention Double R gang, we standin' on b*t*hes We really 'bout action, these n***as pretendin' Yeah, big F&N for these f**k n***as, load your choppas, grab your vest I'm still with them killers from Willet, you know who shoot the best Ayy, I passed the shot off to KD, felt like the point guard on the Nets I'm overdue, so Wock' trill [?], 'bout two Percocets I talk sh*t like I'm five hundred pounds, I'm strapped with like three hundred rounds And I still'll take your bow from you, know who quick to slime some sh*t down Drop thirty thousand on his top, now they on his ass like he Flavor Flav' I got a cup, no, you can't come around, poured an 8 I’m in zombie town And it cost to move, 'cause when I had Make sure you sure to a clip when you run down Police keep takin' my guns, I can't run out Slid for so long on his block, now the sun out Got [?], turn my apartments up, I took my chain back to the condo We go by codes up in the field, drop an opp, we call that a touchdown I got sixty shots in this Drac', he move once, won't move again Talkin' all that sh*t, we broke his bones, his ass should've come right in Tolerate, no disrespect, I'm Beyblade how I get to spinnin' Dump him in that water, he ain't swimmin', boy, that n***a missin'
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