Heeyo We bout to burn the muthafucking streets up with this club I want to welcome to the muthafuckin rap room This a mixtape is life!
Its been a long time get me accuainted with the world You know how 0 my aim is Long range snipers, clash of the titans python In this 300 lee knightis Snob in the bulbllegoose, down the interstate Where put them needles in they arm and let them penetrate Leaning with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new minute made
Check my no clouds in my stones
Projects ringin by the cornerstore Two glock on me, bang its the wanted war That was so fly, now we bought anotha Screaming out thug pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw it Chop bricks trips ot, We I had a goatee, I used to bag the OC
Yeah, fish scale nigga, what up ghost
Stashin by the old tree, moving by leaf Drama let the lama lick niggas like Charles dont assult me, I banana boat b r c k esses And stuck em in a Im fat like Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace And I keep clipse on a dresser Yes sir, I'm bar, Louis bag and fuck em all Bitches money and car, nigga I want it all
Yeah, to my kids nigga, I want it all
game, why the fuck will I starr Im the nigga, Chris fucking Paul out the caNNON hit ya bitch you the truck and AR With drop thousand and then fuck it off King of the got em done bitch cut raw She begged the last nigga, on as if she soft
Black Superman, yeah I'm a law I put hollowtip on quarter inch you broken jaw ER be strong
Blindfold your toss her in the trunk the first 48 that bitch smelling like a skunk Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the Dont be any game you on tellin rap the bunks The breakfast club nigga no crunch, This for my dog niggas that eat cats for Im hungry like I aint trapped in So actin stunt my glock packed a punch
Or have em catch em when the pinebox
Leave your head wrapped up months, I passed the blunt To my niggas, we all rocked out whats up Sometimes I be in B K, Fab on the freeway Lincoln continental and I copped it off on I pop champ its my b day, force power 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 fuck with
Im all mad EA, I'm in VA Money talks with Dre and Pharrell on Them 28's thats my dj spinning shit When I trips OT, I never winning shit I just drop cop, and then I tennis shit Diddy and mike, yes, I'm All The Benjamins In there for the benefits I be in ten on six Tell em get me a porterhouse, and some ass to it in
Dam that was good, but I'm hungry
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 shit If T.I.P is then fuck it, I'm Derek Fissccher shit Long as I'm on the five I'ma get it in I promised the city of Compton I would get it in I was andre, benjamin Now I slide through in my woman friend
She like on sinners in, yeah
You sip me hills, whines perril sell It aint tricking, I just spend on cheap thrills Big phantoms, wheels Back see like a make them bitches eat pills Take patrone to the purse with chrome glock Jay Electronica, a dome shot So I had to it, nigga I had the killin I was the turtle when the waist I the rabbit feelin
Yea keep nigga
Houseing by the subway, fillin through the Come to the mucialago or for an Number one prospect, the day that I was Aftermath matic the fucking bastard Dont respect of you niggas get in the castket Talking ratchets, never touched a automatic Drama this is tragic, put it in the 88 bars an running, throw it my other classics
Drama you should have these niggas, I'm bout to killem
Yeah trash baggin, is crack And I you been feenin for this, come get your packs I do it for the music nigga, fuck placks Aint on no shit, but its still fuck the rats And when I'm in New York, I set a of traps Put the g's where they can see it, and if you stunt, you Catch em in the club, thats I stomp em flat get up after that, go get a fucking bat
I tell you bout this fucking
even snitch and bend over to catch No matter how you at it I hate fucking rats Get my bottle of and I twist the cat Sit back watch the nba play or some rolla fat, yeah, all I do is stack bread In the hood on the war like a fathead Two nines on back one sack, yeah This my block and you niggas cant trap
Unlkess you wanna get clapped here, head yeah
Im killing niggas, I should a hundret tattes Celebrate your death, toast bottles and clap Its gon be a summer, come through like burr The red bullshittin, the 25 steeb curbes The B S H just blaze in this The cars outside, the caves in this I let off a couple straighs in this muthafuck Fuck that. kinda get laid in muthafuck
Yo, tell your friends to get wit my
Yeah, meet me in the lot, license plate aftermath Between me now and fuck 50, wouldnt for halve his cash If he wastn such a bitch, nobody woulde to blast Still his down in jacksonville, dont make me have to rap your Cause I rather be in Saint Tropez and bag With bitches dat speak French, how you say, a cab I trip Euros, I dont trip Pounds Im balling ball bitches, I knock em all down
Like the 93 Pac, I Get
Cuffles by the staircase, crack bottle Navigate my way down to the south, I to trap hoe Harlem way to Queensbidge packs yo Might have lost a friend, but I got my gat though Blast foes, my rap goes can never my cash flow Had a Nike box of hundreds, when I was in that But now I pull up in the with the crash board With the mag low, get you you ask for
I can be a fucking asshole
In the bake with my mask on, at this nigga ayyon take your fucking mask off, bitch empty out the cah draw We on a mission, but we dont give fuck if we make it out, bigger house bigger truck Im in a strip with a glock, nigga what me your bitch, she got a cuter face and bigger butt I aint gon do shit but pour on her Hit her from the back and watch of the laker game on her
Dont put the on, too many cunt stains on it
When to train on her, call carl 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 till the feds found Mama your son got a public I got 5 in the walls and the couches
Dont make me think about we got camels dogs and
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, tiime to shit Settle down the Mississippi got her south click And my niggas like, we aint know all about And any ever snitch, got his fuckin mouth fixed You get 25, he get his fucking slid Cut em like filet and throw em off the boat bitch
Feed em to the shark then the yacht
Oil in the water, the ocean so thick Time to finish off this niggas on some trench shit Its a war, real life, Grand Theft Catch you in the streets you up and hit your man next Come through off some retarded shit, just text Where my at, tellem I crazier then DMX Lazier then chinese eyes, when I'm that Blueberry, I aint talking with a sack
Roll up the sauer d's if you want em nigga
I split open the dutch, I'm stuffin that You should get a with California, come fuck with that Thats all you, go ahead, hop in the truck with Take it down in and hit Young Buck with that Dont nuthin' back boarder patrol cuffin that I aint trying see the pen, and to get my knuckles wrapped I wake up real owly, lunchin fags Its real easy, you rap my punchin bag