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Words Of Wisdom - Chapter I

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Nigga! Bitch! I'm with them gangsterz Them steppers ain't tryna hear shit Bitch they deaf They just wanna get fatal I knows some Zo's and some Rastas Ready to slide bout me, Give em A name and it's Danger They gone on the way to go k*- them a stranger You steal from me? Cut off your fingerz You can catch me in the stu or the court Im the truth, bitch I'm bound to come out with a banger I got them packz of the Za coming in They ain't going for much 33 Danny Granger I got a bad lil bitch from the country, she tell me I'm pressure That's from every angle She got a best friend and she wanna see what I'm about 2 can play at that game, we can tango Took a taste out the rainbow Just a thong and a raincoat Hit the bitch with my main Gave her dicc made her hangover But no bitch you can't stay over Cause it's bacc to the Trapp With them racks in my lap Ain't no cap in my rap Throwing hooks with the jab You ain't fuccin with that?! Then we running it bacc B*tch I ain't finna chat They screaming out Gangster, Crip, .45 Hip Heaux Nicca Flipped A Whole lotta shots through the whip Don't let them heaux niccas play in your ear You come play with this shit b*tch yo ass gon get k*- You know deep down b**ch that's not how you feel Stop that hating fucc nicca, just speak how you feel Cause shit can get real or hot (Poosy) Either way it's gon leave with your ass in a box, Don't give af if we blood or not Disrespect me yo ass gon get pop'd I don't like Niccas who show out for heauxs Pillow talk to look cool for some heauxs Just for me to come buss down your heaux Posting picks like you that But your ass really broke, heaux! Ha, A Joke Graduated and start sealing doors I put that work in start moving bowls I put that work in I ain't going broke I took the rap game and put it in a chokehold Having boo coo of racks getting work gone Got them heauxs screaming WHO?! like I'm Mike Jones Ouh she uh dog bout to clean off the bone I was him before I ever wrote a song Senior year business law getting dome I'm like nah, she like fuccin it we grown Naija boy, so you know I put on Gone, on these heaux ass niccas thinking they stopping some shit Nicca you ain't stopping shit you is a b*tch B*tch I'm the one who hop out get to clapping at shit, like a choir at the church getting lit Oh okay unfollow a nicca, like that shit supposed to bother a nicca Like I'm straight from the bottom lil nigga Cut from that cloth like my momma and sister Like the heauxs, these niggas be bitter Like I fucc'd on they heaux and I hit her Toxic Like a bitch on her period Posting quotes like you woke I ain't hearing it Nigga! (They screaming out Gangster, Crip, .45 Hip Heaux Nicca Flipped A Whole lotta shots through the whip)