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Next Up S5-E39
Pozer, 、, YD, 、, JS, 和, Mixtape Madness
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Are you listening? (AR Beats)
You know how it goes, and you know how it gets
JS and YD, Pozer here to tell you lot of somethin'
Let's go!
Light get packed, get left in a puddle
I won't scuffle, but I'll wave and shave
Better to be safe than sorry
And glo' stays on me, I'm live every minute of the day
Two in this bruck back dotty and three in the tray
Doin' laps on her man's estate
I'm a Shifty's gaff, bro's whippin' up ye'
Residue on my hands, can't bruck this slate
Push P, I push packs, I'ma push this weight
I'm an axe on the SV on the M-Way
Gone for more than a week, you know them way
'Cah I'm tryna make bread, what can I say?
Bring it, fill it, and spin it
Then rise this flame, due to shot out a man's whole face
Supply and demand, I got deals all day
Serve man in the shine, or the sun, and the rain
Hydroponics and stars that burst
When you fill it with sweets from South
It ain't nothin' to me
Blam, he got burnt, third degree
Chef man, 'cah he said he's on my family
Bands in my hand, that's word to the family tree
Go ask JS or YD
I'm in the back of the ride with the hacks on me
Heart beat drop when I see TSG
There's a mash in the sock, go grab it
Let 'em have it, go ring that pin off
I'm on the bed, 350 spin off
I got no lick, but the jakes still tryna lick me off
My runner got nicked, don't piss me off
He best find a whole new plug he can ree off
Slap this mash or clap when it beat
Niggas look like real life clowns when they skeet
The air's got a hair pin trigger
My flick shank tore through a nigga life, I'm just talkin'
The carb on my PC dinger was broken
So, had to walk to my short on a joke ting
Short-tempered, soak man 'til he's floating
It comes to the turf and your home is broken
I already told man, I put M in motion
I let it ring and see a circular motion
Look, pass me the dots and I'll bruck it
Stuff it, slap two bills out his muffin
I don't know why duke thought I was bluffin'
Was eatin' his words when he took off runnin'
Rise the machine, like Keanu Reeves
Rag the quartrole, like take and free
Mash work every day of the week
Make Ps, don't come in the middle, get bun like trees
I don't know why he talks like he ain't been touched
Come here and get crunched
Rise mine, now swinging it enough
Can't see him again, he's a fuckin' punk
Dook tried roll up pullin' them stunts
Little did he know that we keep it tucked
Fully trippin' my grip, it's a .38 snub
Like pingz out the dingz, tryna turn man runtz
I don't know why he talks like he ain't been touched
Come here and get crunched
Rise mine, now swinging it enough
Can't see him again, he's a fuckin' punk
Dook tried roll up pullin' them stunts
Little did he know that we keep it tucked
Fully trippin' my grip, it's a .38 snub
Like pingz out the dingz, tryna turn man runtz
Light get packed, get left in a puddle
I won't scuffle, but I'll wave and shave
Better be safe than sorry
And glo' stays on me, I'm live every minute of the day
Two in this bruck back dotty and three in the tray
Doin' laps on man's estate
I'm a Shifty's gaff, bro's whippin' up ye'
Residue on my hands, can't bruck this slate
(AR Beats)
Come on, man
You know what it is, man
Steady runnin' up these bands, trust me
You better watch out