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M4N D0WN
Jeesh
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(One of these days, I gotta stop talking like this, bro) Yuh yuh
Yuh (Somebody gon' be on my ass)
So what (Ayo Oddwin)
Raid man, raid man, raid man, raid man
Raid man, raid man
I hit his block in the ray bands
We leave the block vacant
Knocked out his socks, Lord take him
I get 'em bought, ain't rents
Calling them shots, hey man (Hi shots)
Jit popped out with a jot in his pants, that pencil, that lead
If he finna sketch out a shot, somebody get dropped
Somebody get (What?)
Dead (Bow)
Pick a number from one to ten (Pick one)
We probably got that plus K in the vault lil' boy, and its nothin' but Bens, yuh
I ain't the one to be poked
You might just get you a counter in poles
How you gon' stop me, you ain't got a flow
Homie, you getting exposed
Lemme be clear when I get on your timeline
I find something I want I acquire mine
Ain't no more "keep going" brody, it's my time
Order me round and I give you the drive by, uh yuh
Mastermind, I told 'em how to move and they get agg'
Ran up with them specs, he on our spot, he finna lag
That popping ain't no party, it's gon' leave somebody sad
Man I don't like his ass, he fuck around he getting stabbed
Uh, man down, man down, huh
Big bucks in gowns, huh, sticks up, stick rounds, huh
Man brought his jitties, fo, pick up these clowns, huh
We gon' need the extra fit ups this time, aye, aye
Uh, man down, man down, huh
Big bucks in gowns, huh, sticks up, stick rounds, huh
Man brought his jitties, fo, pick up these clowns, huh
We gon' need the extra fit ups this time
I need a rider bitch
We on a nature trail in the hood, I pick up all kinds of sticks
We put that ratjack in the wood, it's the only time I spliff
Stop jock with a word, I ain't ever swing not no kind of fist
Fuck around with the God gifted jit, shit get clicked off side the hip
Bow the kid, left momma done cry if he deserve that kinda shit
I pop up in the jail, I turn kingpin, they follow my respect
You ain't ever show up, you tryna to scrap now, I'll send you my address
Blow the shawty ass out, she prolly gon' yelp every time she try to sit
Bend on that clique side, they go inside (Hoe)
I fucked a boy on some straight shit, lil' pussy felt this rod (Bow)
He already wanna go to Hell, won't be my fault he ain't met God
I was gon' chop rap fast as hell, then fuck it, said "jit talk"
I'm fly off the top
Big ass beetle with a metal stock
Hard shell hit him, it'll rattle thoughts
Single him out like a Battle Spot
Jimminy Cricket, I walk with the stick
It up on you, this shit is about to get wicked
You thinking of dissing on me then forget it
I give you a minute then run a
Ah, agh, fuck
Mastermind, I told 'em how to move and they get agg'
Ran up with them specs, he on our spot, he finna lag
That popping ain't no party, it's gon' leave somebody sad
Man I don't like his ass, he fuck around he getting stabbed
Uh, man down, man down
Big bucks in gowns, sticks up, stick rounds
Man brought his jit...
Tch, you get the idea, man
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