some lil hot joint there i laced up..i feelin wasnt feelin the beat too much and my boy started sayin that i was actin bitch cuz i didnt know how to hop on to it..lol..i showed him ehh..

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Lyrics


you know me im usually movin thee yay up the block//
flooded jewelry im soon to be craved cuz im hot//
judgin by puberty i done came cuz of pops//
so this for my hustlers & brothers who run away from the cops//
know my name when i drop im insane when i jot lines//
my flows tighters ya ghost writers flavored ya pop rhymes//
& just tryna get the majors to bop mine//
so for you haters i got razor & cocked nines//
who down to pop shyne no not him again//
cuz dont really think he wanna go back in again//
im in drop thats gold sort of cinamon//
big ass knots we need machines to sort the benjimins//
get mad props & magazines to show ya pics in them//
switch that watch & get a bank account in switzerland//
thanks to how im settin trends, niggas got hoes//
gotta flip that brick & get that cash more then the pot holds//
when i spit that shit i rip ya ass and have body fold//
who spits the illest the realest really no body fuckin knows//
when i blow imma pro my flows so outta control//
if you catch my punches the hunch is more then blood comes outta ya nose//
mc's i eat'em in bunches wit what i utter so gutta//
when they soft as bu-buttta i just tell'em to shuddup//
wuddup to my thugs on the grind //
and to my mamis thats dimes, give me hugs if you fine//
imma love you in time just give me a minute to deminish//
these niggas that aint commited but that love livin the life//
i spit so nice & to the critics thats write//
let me give you advice never fib for a price//
keep me in sight cuz my flight is soon comin//
but dont try and do somethin , if you see my goons gunnin//
you duckin,
you and ya niggas fools like them dudes in cool runnin//
and what spew is fuel for a fuckin huge oven.. move cuzin..


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