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Ate Off That

Philthy Rich feat. Joe Blow, Blaxk Je$u$ & Lil Yid
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Way before I touched the mic I was straight off crack I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bag of heron with a K in the track Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch) Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that I ate parked in Blow's garage for a whole month I had no room in my garage, shit I ain't gonna front Updated my new bitch, I never dated the bitch Might take up the roof Chris but no relations that's it She just met a hundred thousand, one night, one trip Swots'll get to high-lining, them flutter their wrists Man it's only right the bitch don' like me Maxing bustdown Rollies, female version of me Aim to rap in the game, got more to me without a tear Nah I don't wan' it if it ain't coming with a seal My niggas in the chest they be stuck up in the field Three day, bet he comin' home on a appeal You don't fuck with Blow, just need a pot and a stove Yes, you don't fuck with Blow that's my brother for sure Night and days me and bro we sellin' these hoes I remember growing up we were selling our clothes Way before I touched the mic I was straight off crack I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bag of heron with a K in the track Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch) Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Ay, I was a young nigga copyin' C.R.E.A.M No geez I used to cry for them that cry for me Bitch hit me on our G since you got the fee We're talkin' cheap, bitch send it on don't talk to me This bustdown peelo didn't cost a ki Plus I bust down my Rollie, purse, and watch and rings Used to bust down sprayers just to feed the team Cudi do ace, he couldn't keep up with the cost af lame No, leave the house without a gun No me call my Glock 22 "Droopy", it's the young folk This Five-Seven 'bout as light as a feather We gon' hit a liquor splitty 'cause we got it together About Will and Ray I'm bouncin' out on the weather My new hoe, new Ghost, go buy me a dweller Then I'm flyin' into work but sometimes I mell' it Ever caught I'd never talk, it ain't no way I'm tellin' Way before I touched the mic I was straight off crack I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bag of heron with a K in the track Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch) Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that IPhone 6, watch me make a play off that Put money on glib, Bugsy got me straight off that Ay, whatever you need, yeah just meet me in the alleyway A nigga fuck with me or my niggas, they gon' retaliate Hundred-round drums gon' make them niggas evacuate And they kickin' doors, but know some niggas who trap away And bitches know they gotta pay for my time You wanna shoot it out nigga, I gotta care for you now They know we found the Oaklands so they don't ever book me I ain't sayin' I'm a killer, but niggas better not push me Got bitches punchin' in carts and bitches sellin' pussy Ain't never told the white folks shit every time they book me Way before I touched the mic I was straight off crack I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bag of heron with a K in the track Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that I sent a box, sent a mail we should be straight off that I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that Bitches sellin' puss all day on the track (bitch) Shit I ain't talkin' Hitler but we ate off that