verse1

give me da weed n pass da papers,n inhale these maryijuana vapors//
here's da dro n dutch,my nigga roll another blunt up//
my veins dont pump blood,blood liquid thc n i shit lead like my gun//
i spit lyrics n shit rhythm,n make niggaz in jail wild out in prison//
my names known in da hood,jus look at a buildin my names carved in da door wood//
da trees n breeze echo my words in da wind,n da streets r my only friend//
i was born n raised on da block,stayed on da down low hidin from cops//
i dont give a fuck,n drive around buckin off shots,from out my drop//
here's da plot these bullets goin make u faceless,n leave u on da ground lifeless//
so if u have n e las words,here's ya chance 2 say'em b4 ur head hits da curb//
u niggaz r cowards,so stop frontin like u got da man power//
ill erase ya,like erasers,liek words off a paper,kill u now n bury u later//
i become 1,wit my gun,hit u in ur back when u run,or when u wit ya son//
i do shit 4 da terror in ya eyes,n 2 hear ya screams when u cry//
dont hate cuz i was born 2 ride,n dat u bound 2 die,wit open eyes//
u niggaz r snakes straight up bitch,who's life stop wit yo body all lumped in a ditch//
u mutha fuckas arent real,jus rappers who act tough wit a deal//

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its jus anotha murder she wrote
anotha fuckin story dats spoke//
express my life,through da lyrics i write
jus anotha side,of me trapped inside

verse2

i smoke weed cuz in hell its da only thing u can trust,
n my dog til da end is my gun cuz its neva hesitant 2 bust//
in fights wit da lord,but at war wit da devil,
n no matta wut i do im stuck forever in da ghetto//
i dont ride a beat or park on da track,but combine rhythm n flow when da mics attacked//
cut my grass short,so i see u snakes n put u on life support//
im a cut throat cold hearted nigga,dat goes from allik war 2 raw killa//
i dont bite flows,or chase hoes,or roc no cheap ass clothes//
i spit my own style,n only fuck girls as wild as me,who fuck 4 free,perform in orgies,n live sucker free//
got no time 4 snitches n fakes,bitches n dates,so u betta b out da house,or on da couch by 8//
dis hammer will make,ya pop like grapes,n when u bitches sign dis contract u cant holla rape//
my body's filled wit drugs,while ur bodys stuffed wt slugs//
u niggaz r scrubs n bitches is pideons,im sry but uglyness is part of ur religion

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verse3

u hataz arent foolin no one,only thing u tuck is a tool gun//
bullets r like drugs in yo system they exit like urine when u pissin,n da festies u shittin,u niggaz betta listen,when class is in session,or meet my smith n wesson//
i speak every moment in truth,when i record in da booth,givin time 4 a truce//
hataz dotn let ur wives roamor i might jus take her home,make her give me sum dome,n ride dis bone,cuz i kno she hate bein all alone//
now u got ur tongue in her mouth n suckin her lips,n technically suckin my dick,cuz i busted nuts on her tongue,n down her throat went my cum bitch//
kidnap ya kids,n u kno wut i can do,so u sure im da 1 2 play hero wit,put ur family's life at risk,cuz u kno,like i kno ur shots will miss,n ill end up cuttin ur childrens wrist//
im severing heads,n preparin death beds,n wont hesitate 2 leave murder victims bodies red//
here's how i play,first its intercourse than ill ask 4 names//
ima b a player 4 life,who kno's maybesumday 1 of u late nite fucks will b my wife//
i love pussy but i hate bitches,especially a complainin,cryin bitch niggaz//
fuck it im done wit da story,cuz ive had my fill of guts n glory//
dis tracks over,til next time a mics hangin over my shoulders//

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newest in B.A.M im cummin like dicks in orgies

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