V1: You don't wanna see me streetwise when I ball these fists/
I'm so fly no lie all the broads tell me this/

ain't no sellin out on LAW behalf or crossovers like Marbury bitch/
I'm down for spendin' pay and liftin' ak's that spray at ya face like R kelly piss/

I don't refuse triggers shit I bust touch and exclude niggas/
I'm so confused the so called hardest dudes been proved sistas/

Law the heat lacer puffin L's wit a pocket wit a few ciggas/
I try to stay positive but niggas catch 'hard feelings' like I was fuccin nude picture/

pardon my french... but some niggas can't tell the difference from a mansion and a park bench/
thinkin' they got it betta than me when they in the dark trench/

keep talkin and you gon give the carpet a glimpse/
leave them fake ass raps at home when I go to scratch my dome you start to flinch/

that nigga LAW he'z a problem... why you talkin' i'm at yall throat/
oh no.. they ain't havin' no hope/

when you was passin that hoe jackets I poked/
when you spendin' cash on her I was slappin her ass like a basketball coach/

rockin dickies droppin hickies on extravagant hoes/
hittin' concerts backstage when you was in the back of the row/

mad cause I get mo heads then Iraquis what you lookin to do stab or clap me/
hoes wanna harass me cause i'm full surface like a Young Wun and Cassidy/

all my dealers in the streets no where the baggage be/
me and my gats bond betta then regis and kathy lee/

young L natural born weed puffa/
talk shit and have mo shells in ya mouf then a sunflower seed lover/
MUTHAFUCKA...
it's too damn easy for me....
nuff talkin' drop that hook and ride out wit it/

he'z a problem... releasin' all hell son/
flows a get up in that ass like R kel's toungue/

all these niggas duckin out the way when the HITMAN CARTEL come/
you ain't the first rookie to me nigga... they all fell young/

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