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Run this kill, let's just go Uh, all my niggas 'bout they business Bernie Madoff with the chicken Nigga stash it as I get it And I never dropped a rock I'm a phenom like Lebron I'm like Mussolini, Genghis Khan A leader of the times No hype beasts I'm undefeated Flow so cold might be anemic Rise like Phoenix, day and night We blowing Keisha, know I need it What's your fantasy? I treat It Lick her down and from the feet up Got my crown for prize, I beat up Gotham City, I'm your leader Been a minute since I paid any y'all some attention I'm like Young Kobe with the bars, got the godly precision And I ain't worried 'bout no drama 'cause karma be with 'em Plus I'm lieutenant, send an army and niggas just split 'em Let's get it My niggas bang Glocks, don't make 'em bang cops My fuckin' city keep them thangs cocked, to make the lame drop You see who with me nigga, play watch, I bet your gang flop You niggas silly, bet your main pop She give me straight top when she be with me This nigga think he really got it double fix your block up I'm rollin' choppers out the sticky, nigga know I stalk up I'm duckin' cops, I keep my eyes peeled for them black Impalas We live on top and got no worries like Hakuna Matata, who gon' stop us Know I got it, open wallet, Benji's pop out like I'm stylish With my goddess like my weed, they both exotic Both the finest, catch the spirit Jay Electronic When the critics hear they bobbin' Perfect timing 'cause I came up from the bottom And had nada, uh More dollars mean more problems Makes sense why you don't get bothered My riders don't get tired Run up on us, get expired She wanna meet the sire Meet the saviour, play the tithe Had the best nice of her life She go home to you, she quiet Been a minute since I paid any y'all some attention I'm like Young Kobe with the bars, got the godly precision And I ain't worried 'bout no drama 'cause karma be with 'em Plus I'm lieutenant, send an army and niggas just split 'em Let's get it My niggas bang Glocks, don't make 'em bang cops My fuckin' city keep them thangs cocked, to make the lame drop You see who with me nigga, play watch, I bet your gang flop You niggas silly, bet your main pop She give me straight top when she be with me Smoking loud so ma be cautious Fronto make that bitch feel nauseous Coppers should stop us, we toss it Back on the block in the morning Hate on the God 'cause we soaring Views from the top don't get boring All my garments Saint Laurent All my knowledge is foreign I drop a deuce inside my drink, rest in peace Speaker Knockerz When your bitch kick it with the kid she text she playin' soccer Nigga no limit to the shit, Master P, Silkk The Shocker Ain't really tryin' to get inside and let her suck me proper These niggas shootin' everywhere like that shit ain't no problem They put guns inside the hood and wonder why we wilin' They killin' niggas in the streets, they tryin' to keep us silent You stir the people up enough they gon' resort to violence, I been- Been a minute since I paid any y'all some attention I'm like Young Kobe with the bars, got the godly precision And I ain't worried 'bout no drama 'cause karma be with 'em Plus I'm lieutenant, send an army and niggas just split 'em Let's get it My niggas bang Glocks, don't make 'em bang cops My fuckin' city keep them thangs cocked, to make the lame drop You see who with me nigga, play watch, I bet your gang flop You niggas silly, bet your main pop She give me straight top when she be with me
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