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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 get me accuainted with the world famous
You know how 0 my aim is
range snipers, clash of the titans chrome python
In this 300 lee knightis
in the bulbllegoose, riding down the interstate
Where fiend put them in they arm and let them penetrate
Leaning with my fitted straight
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute

my armor no clouds in my stones

Projects ringin standing by the
Two glock on me, bang its the wanted war
was so fly, now we bought anotha store
Screaming out thug life pouring on ya heart
Money I'm involved with it, up and ball with it
Kobe can song it, uncut raw with it
Chop bricks take ot,
We I had a goatee, I used to bag the OC

Yeah, fish scale nigga, up ghost this

Stashin by the old tree, moving by leaf
Drama let the lama lick like Charles Oaklee
Nigga dont me, I banana boat b r c k esses
And stuck em in a
Im sitting fat Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace
And I keep them on a dresser
Yes sir, I'm bout bar, bag and fuck em all
Bitches and fast car, nigga I want it all

Yeah, word to my kids nigga, I it all

game, why the fuck will I starr
Im the franchize nigga, Chris Paul
out the caNNON hit ya bitch you the truck and AR
With drop twohundred thousand and then it off
of the hell got em done bitch cut raw
She begged the last nigga, on as if she soft

Black Superman, I'm a butter law
I put this on quarter inch you broken jaw
ER be fucking

your bitch toss her in the trunk
After the first 48 that bitch like a skunk
Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the
be any game mind you on tellin rap the bunks
The breakfast club nigga no crunch,
This for my dog that eat cats for lunch
Im hungry like I aint in months
So nigga actin my glock packed a punch

Or have em em when send the pinebox

Leave head wrapped up months, while I passed the blunt
To my niggas, we all out whats up jiggas
Sometimes I be in B K, Fab on the freeway
Lincoln and I copped it off on ebay
I pop like its my b day, force power
Under my hood like its an relay
My Flow on time, no delay
I rais a million dollars send it off to

Word to my red cross, I dont with redcross

Im all mad EA, I'm in VA
Money talks Dre and Pharrell on threeway
Them 28's thats my dj spinning shit
When I took trips OT, I never shit
I drop then cop, and then I tennis shit
and mike, yes, I'm All About 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 still

And I'm living it, I be out in shit
They say jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness shit
say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit
If T.I.P is kobe then fuck it, I'm Derek Fissccher
Long as I'm on the starting five get it in
Cause I promised the of Compton I would get it in
I was outcasted andre,
Now I through in my dominican woman friend

She putting on sinners in, yeah

You sip me hills, expensive whines sell
It aint tricking, I just spend money on cheap
Big phantoms, wheels
see like a club make them bitches eat pills
Take patrone shots to the with chrome glock
Jay Electronica, a dome shot
So I had to steal it, I had the killin
I was the turtle when the waist I the rabbit feelin

Yea keep wantin

Houseing by the subway, fillin the projects
Come to the mucialago or for an
one prospect, the day that I was drafted
Aftermath matic unlkeashed the fucking
Dont respect none of you get in the castket
Talking ratchets, touched a fucking automatic
this is tragic, put it in the plastic
88 bars an running, throw it whith my other

Drama you should have these niggas, I'm bout to killem

trash baggin, this 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 I'm in New York, I set a bunch of traps
Put the g's where can see it, and if you stunt, you clap
Catch em in the club, thats when I stomp em
get up after that, go get a fucking bat

I tell you this fucking rats

They even snitch and over to catch
No matter how you look at it I hate fucking
Get my bottle of and I twist the cat
Sit watch the nba play or some rolla back
fat, yeah, all I do is stack bread
In the hood on the war like a fathead
Two nines on your back one sack,
my block and you niggas cant trap here

Unlkess you wanna get here, head wrapped yeah

Im niggas, I should have a hundret tattes
Celebrate death, toast bottles and clap beers
Its gon be a cold summer, come through burr
The red phantom bullshittin, the 25 curbes
The B S H blaze in this muthafucka
The outside, the caves in this muthafucka
I let off a couple straighs in this muthafuck
Fuck that. kinda get in this muthafuck

Yo, tell your friends to get wit my

Yeah, meet me in the parking lot, plate aftermath
Between me now and fuck 50, snitch for halve his cash
If he wastn such a bitch, nobody have to blast
Still his down in jacksonville, dont me have to rap your jack
I rather be in Saint Tropez and packin bag
With dat speak French, how you say, catch a cab
I dont trip Euros, I dont trip
Im balling bitches, till I knock em all down

the 93 Pac, I Get Aroud

Cuffles by the staircase, bottle backdoor
Navigate my way down to the south, I to trap hoe
Harlem way to moving packs yo
Might have lost a couple friend, but I got my gat
Blast foes, my rap goes can never stop my cash
Had a Nike box of hundreds, I was in that RAV4
But now I pull up in the truck with the board
With the mag low, get you you ask for

I can be a fucking asshole

In the bake with my mask on, look at nigga ayyon
Dont take your fucking off, bitch empty out the cah draw
We on a suicide mission, but we dont give
Cause if we it out, bigger house bigger truck
Im in a strip club a glock, nigga what
me your bitch, she got a cuter face and bigger butt
I gon do shit but pour champaigne on her
Hit her from the back and half of the laker game on her

put the back on, too many cunt stains on it

When to on her, call carl toon
Have em tatoo my name on her, Star 2
You what, fuck it atftermath too
Put a little smoke around it then take it home and it
Helicopter outside, nigga I'm
Have spot in the jungles till the fuckin found
Mama your son got a public
I got 5 million in the and the couches

Dont make me think about we got camels and guns

Aks pompey, he was there he can it
it in the trashcan on some oscar the grouch shit
A bunch of green popped out is, tiime to shit
Settle down the Mississippi got her down south
And my niggas like, we aint know all this
And any nigga ever snitch, got his fuckin fixed
You get 25, he get his fucking slid
Cut em like filet mignon and throw em off the boat

Feed em to the shark dock the yacht

Oil in the water, damn the ocean so
to finish off this niggas on some trench coat shit
Its a drug war, real life, Grand
you in the streets fuck you up and hit your man next
Come through off retarded shit, just grand text
Where my dogs at, tellem I crazier 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 fight with California, fuck with that
Thats all you, go ahead, hop in the truck that
Take it down in Cashville and hit Young with that
Dont bring nuthin' boarder patrol cuffin that
I trying see the pen, and have to get my knuckles wrapped
I wake up real owly, keep fags
Its easy, you rap niggas my punchin bag