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Heeyo
We bout to the muthafucking streets up with this shit
Breakfast
I want to welcome everybody to the rap room
This a mixtape
is life!

Its been a long time get me with the world famous
You how 0 point my aim is
Long range snipers, clash of the titans chrome
In this 300 like lee
in the bulbllegoose, riding down the interstate
Where fiend put them needles in they arm and let penetrate
Leaning sideways with my fitted
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york made

my armor no clouds in my stones

Projects ringin standing by the
Two on me, bang 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 it, wake up and ball with it
can song with it, uncut raw with it
Chop bricks trips ot,
We before I had a goatee, I to bag the OC

Yeah, scale nigga, what 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 em in a lexus
Im sitting fat Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace
And I them clipse on a dresser
Yes sir, I'm bout bar, Louis bag and em all
Bitches money and car, nigga I want it all

Yeah, word to my nigga, I want it all

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

Black Superman, yeah I'm a law
I put this hollowtip on quarter 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, I rap the punk
be any game mind you on tellin rap the bunks
The breakfast nigga no capitain crunch,
This for my dog that eat cats for lunch
Im hungry like I trapped in months
So nigga actin stunt my glock a punch

Or have em catch em when the pinebox

Leave your head wrapped up months, while I passed the
To my niggas, we all rocked out up jiggas
I be in B K, with Fab on the freeway
Lincoln continental and I copped it off on
I pop champ its my b day, force power
Under my hood its an olympic relay
My Flow Rida on time, no
I rais a million send it off to CHILE

Word to my red cross, I fuck with redcross

Im all mad EA, I'm in VA
Money talks with Dre and Pharrell on
Them thats my dj they spinning shit
When I took trips OT, I never shit
I drop then cop, and then I tennis shit
Diddy and mike, yes, I'm All About The
In for the benefits I be down 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 shit
They say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness
say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams shit
If T.I.P is then fuck it, I'm Derek Fissccher shit
Long as I'm on the starting I'ma get it in
Cause I promised the city of I would get it in
I was andre, benjamin
Now I through in my dominican woman friend

She like putting on in, yeah

You sip me hills, whines perril sell
It aint tricking, I just money on cheap thrills
Big phantoms, wheels
Back see like a club them bitches eat pills
Take patrone shots to the with chrome glock
Jay Electronica, this a dome
So I had to steal it, nigga I had the
I was the turtle when the waist I make the 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 unlkeashed the fucking bastard
respect none of you niggas get in the castket
Talking ratchets, touched a fucking automatic
Drama is tragic, put it in the plastic
88 bars an running, it whith my other classics

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

Yeah trash baggin, is crack
And I know you been feenin for this, get your packs
I do it for the nigga, fuck them 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 can see it, and if you stunt, you clap
em in the club, thats when I stomp em flat
Nigga get up that, go get a fucking bat

I you bout 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
Real fat, yeah, all I do is stack
In the hood on the war like a fucking
Two nines on your back one sack,
This my and you niggas cant trap here

Unlkess you wanna get here, head wrapped yeah

Im killing niggas, I have a hundret tattes
Celebrate your death, bottles and clap beers
Its gon be a cold summer, come 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. get laid in this muthafuck

Yo, your friends to get wit my friends

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

Like the 93 Pac, I Get

Cuffles by the staircase, bottle backdoor
Navigate my way to the south, I used to trap hoe
Harlem way to Queensbidge packs yo
Might have lost a friend, but I got my gat though
Blast foes, my rap can never stop my cash flow
Had a Nike box of hundreds, I was in that RAV4
But now I pull up in the truck with the crash
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 your fucking mask off, bitch empty out the cah draw
We on a suicide mission, but we dont fuck
Cause if we make it out, bigger house bigger
Im in a strip with a glock, nigga what
Give me your bitch, she got a cuter face and bigger
I aint gon do shit but pour on her
Hit her from the back and watch half of the game on her

Dont put the on, too many cunt stains on it

When to on her, call carl toon
em tatoo my name on her, Star Trek 2
You know what, fuck it too
Put a little smoke around it then take it and pound it
outside, nigga I'm surrounded
Have spot in the till the fuckin feds found
Mama your son got a announcement
I got 5 million in the 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 trashcan on oscar the grouch shit
A bunch of green popped out is, to revouse shit
Settle the Mississippi got her down 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 throat slid
Cut em like filet mignon and throw em off the boat

Feed em to the then dock the yacht

Oil in the water, damn the so thick
to finish off this niggas on some trench coat shit
Its a drug war, life, Grand Theft
Catch you in the streets you up and hit your man next
Come off some retarded shit, just grand text
Where my dogs at, I crazier then DMX
Lazier then eyes, when I'm puffin that
Blueberry, I talking with a muffun sack

up the sauer d's well if you want em nigga

I split open the dutch, then I'm stuffin
You should get a fight California, come fuck with that
Thats all you, go ahead, hop in the with that
Take it down in and hit Young Buck with that
Dont bring nuthin' back boarder patrol cuffin
I trying see the pen, and have to get my knuckles wrapped
I up real owly, keep lunchin fags
Its easy, you rap niggas my punchin bag