Banned: Cheating
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IP:
ayo i'll join u crew
watz really good J will the problem
When I stop the beamer.....Cock the neener
Blood'll pour to the pavement... like its Aquafina
Come out on bail, fallin up the cops'...subpeana
Come back around, send more shots...between ya
Bullets burnin up your femur...Turn into screamers
from uppercut swings of the... permanent leaner
Cause the guns I squeeze 'em
If I shoot 'em just once like James Ingram
Watch his brains leave him
I'll be shinin my toys 'til the lost boys
You rather see me sit in the can like Altoids
Ock, I'm on the block, gettin narcs annoyed
Passin out rocks like the.. Sixers ball boy.
hold up i aint done
Ay yo, its J-will nigga.... even on my nicer days
I heat you up spin you around,.... call me microwave
Skate off like at an Ice Capade
with the type of guage that bring the cops out like parades.
Leave your family in the triage, second guessin
graf artist, I'm good with sketchin weapons
Leave emancipations for lacerations
With bunks to gun a pump like...... I'm half Jamaican
You know the flow fascinatin
Nigga I'm so sharp, when I walk I scratch the pavement
I aim this gat right for your ways
then I go to your mom's house to give her all types of bouquets
or I can paralyze half of ya
You don't wanna see your crew laugh at ya
when they see you peein through a catheter
However you want it, you can have it your way
Capital J, and never use a gat for....display
Ay yo, heres a few promises.....turn y'all to vomitters
with different types of heaters...if the waste got thermometers
Niggas wanna climb with us Crazy World conglomerate
me and my niggaz dominant
comin through the monitors
My chumps beat you like drums, quite severe
Then I fuck around and follow up, just like the snear
I don't think you in the right career
Maybe you should go back to cross dressin and them tight brazeers
Cause y'all niggas ride mine, worryin bout my shine
Stay on the sideline and work with the pom-poms
Throw some rounds throw your arm or confetti your sleve
When I'm in town, the sheriffs and the deputies leave
Nigga I ain't got respect for you please
You ain't sittin on dough, you fallin off like sesame seeds
Cause you can't bear pressure if you don't wear vestes
Crime unit find you and.. I hope they got air freshners
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