I’m ridin on these bitches not even fuckin looking
Too soft to walk the streets so they stay wit ya granny cooking
Got a new click and a new crew but I still got Mob loyalty (too)
Bitches better know I’m the closest thing in America to royalty(foo)
Dynasty Solja and in the intro I though I already told ya
Back ya bitches up against the wall and "stil" while my homeboyz hold ya
Yeah its cheap but that’s the way it is in the fucking street
And I make all of your bitches come around here like Memphis Bleek
If yall didn’t know I got "Mad Skills" like NY boys say
Shout out ta my homies, tha rest of yall is gay, I find where u stay
Look, look, I’m a California crook, leave yall bitches shook
Reading and writing shit in that old ass rhyme book
But yo mayn still its enough ta fuckin waste all of you
I make these muthafuckas scared by just saying a simple boo
Now I got tha Dynasty an tha young mob crew
I slap these punks like bugs and then yall shoo
Fuckin weak ending so this is gonna be the new one
My crew your crew, gang war for territory, who won




Me you punk muthafuckaz


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it was aiight could use some work, what was your topic though? but anyways..work on vocab and all the other criteria involved in writing fam...but its all about emotion and imagery...leave some feedback on my single in the sig bro...pz

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