im back one mo gan, to drop some raps
shake shake shake, shootin craps

either dice, or hustlin, we make that bread
call me the baker man, cuz i stay fed

what u gon do boy? i serve up rock
and for them hatas, keep the burna cocked

i told yall doods, yall aint ready
when im holdin the strap, my aim is steady

fiends stealin shit, or diffrent color jackets
wasent u jus askin, bout my target practice?

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for all these niggas that say i cant rap, nigga i dont rap any way, i ROBBBBB
-crunchy blac(three 6 mafia)


i get high like the birds and the planes, i get high when bullets hit faces after words are exchanged
-styles p(the lox)

u betta tell yo man wit the gauges im nice, i'll shoot up yo white shirts till yall look like dice
-I 20