Level Up 2
Outlaw Blok Hugger Boss
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Oh, yeah
Nigga I wanted to level up, flood me a bezel up, tucking my metal up
Niggas is thinking they two steps ahead of us, nigga
There's only one way we can settle this, you thinking good, I'm talking devilish
Demon, demonic, the boy is iconic. I am a veteran, the flow need a excedrin
Mass destruction, I am the weapon
Yeah, I am the definition of evil
Hellraiser with the pins and the needles, trailblazer, beretta and eagle
Two straps, I'm just waiting to see you. All face shots that can't even i.d. you
Kingpin got the mac like he Sigel, put work in have you laying in fetal
But I don't wanna have to resort to violence
But I used to run the streets like some type of tyrant
Kept that work flowin' like a broken hydrant
The cops knew my face wasn't no disguising oh how they wanted to stop it
But day after day I was ringing in profit the Blok Hugger Boss
You know what's my logic, if it's not about money
It's not in my topics, the A to the K, I will cock it and pop it
Big ass bullets, knock you're bone out the socket
Blood on the floor, I cannot mop it
Kick in the door, I do not knock it
And you know it's coming straight off the hinges
I spit that dope shit, my flow come in syringes
I just stay in the cut, we just call it incisions
I got whatever you need for all your addictions
Blok hugger
Yeah
Refocus
Bang
Kingpin Statis
You got that work, I said give me that
Dominique Dawes, I handspring and semi that
You niggas riding my wave like I'm piggyback
They want me dead, they ain't get me yet
O be water whipping in the kitchen
It's like the cocaine skinny-dipping
That white girl, that's a pretty pigeon
If you don't get money, you penny-pitching
I surround myself with pretty women
Getting fucked up, Henny sipping
My young boys pulled the foreign out
Had a vision, it was in the kitchen
It's a cold winter, huddle up
Fuck a bitch, I just bundle up
I remember grabbing bundles
Me and Shiz, we would double up
Got the flame on me, niggas
Santos, how I flame on these niggas
Tango and Cash, Rambo, these niggas
I don't wanna put my hands on these niggas
Im so high I say goodbye come back down land on these niggas
Everybody say i changed on these niggas
I was really switching lanes on these niggas
Watch the ones you play the closest
The closest ones leave you open
I never dropped high voltage, but now a nigga refocused
I'm making nothing but them bangers
My white bitch, she Topanga
Pink renegade, boy
Yeah, she a gunslinger
Throw a bullet pass interception
That nigga Wi-Fi came to me
He said, boy, I need a new connection
That's crazy Wi-Fi came to me
Spit crack, two 11's
Two mac's thats two 11's
Kingpen I'm the newest legend
Life a gamble when I threw a seven
Bangers