yo whats up every one lemme go and tell u somethin
ya man sinn money is bouta start huntin

for these fuckin cowards and all the bitchs wit these loose lips
down my way beef is jus settled wit calicos and pistol grips

u might think the flow that i spit aint where its at
to bad yall wanna b talib qwalis aint fuckin strapped

so in real life make sure yall jus hold yuh tongue
i aint nelly, but bitch in these streets im numba one

so what u got to say bout this down souf slanga
dont sport a rag but cool wit gangbangas

if u got a blue rag cuz its all good
if u aint wearin red dont fuck wit peoples in they neiborhood

people say human life we should respect
for 10 grand my mane will leave yo family dead minus a neck

thatssssssssssss rightttttttttttttttttttttt

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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