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Heeyo
We bout to the muthafucking streets up with this shit
Breakfast
I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap
This a mixtape
is life!

Its been a long time get me accuainted with the world
You how 0 point my aim is
Long range snipers, clash of the titans chrome
In this 300 like lee
in the bulbllegoose, riding down the interstate
Where fiend put them in they arm and let them penetrate
Leaning with my fitted straight
With 27's on point, the paintjob are new minute made

Check my no clouds in my stones

Projects standing by the cornerstore
Two on me, bang bang its the wanted war
That was so fly, now we anotha store
out thug life pouring belve on ya heart
Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball it
Kobe can song it, uncut raw with it
bricks take trips ot,
We before I had a goatee, I to bag the OC

Yeah, fish nigga, what up ghost this

Stashin by the old tree, moving by leaf
Drama let the lick niggas like Charles Oaklee
dont assult me, I banana boat b r c k esses
And stuck em in a
Im fat like Preciouse, Christ up on the necklace
And I them clipse on a dresser
Yes sir, I'm bout bar, bag and fuck em all
Bitches money and car, nigga I want it all

Yeah, to my kids nigga, I want it all

Nascar game, why the fuck will I
Im the franchize nigga, Chris Paul
Empty out the caNNON hit ya you the truck and AR
With drop twohundred thousand and then it off
King of the hell got em bitch cut raw
She begged the last nigga, on as if she soft

Black Superman, I'm a butter law
I put this hollowtip on inch you broken jaw
ER be fucking

Blindfold your toss her in the trunk
After the 48 that bitch smelling like a skunk
Its a rap, I rap, when I rap the
Dont be any mind you on tellin rap the bunks
The breakfast nigga no capitain crunch,
This for my dog niggas that eat for lunch
Im hungry like I trapped in months
So nigga actin stunt my glock packed a

Or have em catch em send the pinebox

Leave your wrapped up months, while I passed the blunt
To my niggas, we all rocked out up jiggas
I be in B K, with Fab on the freeway
Lincoln and I copped it off on ebay
I pop champ like its my b day, force
Under my hood its an olympic relay
My Rida on time, no delay
I rais a million dollars send it off to

Word to my red cross, I dont with redcross

Im all mad EA, I'm in VA
talks with Dre and Pharrell on threeway
Them 28's thats my dj spinning shit
When I took trips OT, I never winning
I just drop cop, and then I tennis shit
and mike, yes, I'm All About The Benjamins
In there for the benefits I be in ten on six
Tell em get me a porterhouse, and ass to bind it in

Dam was good, but I'm still hungry

And I'm living it, I be out in venice
say weezy jobbed, nigga I'm on my bidness shit
They say Drake Lebron, I'm on my Moe Williams
If T.I.P is kobe then fuck it, I'm Derek Fissccher
Long as I'm on the five I'ma get it in
Cause I promised the city of I would get it in
I was outcasted andre,
Now I slide through in my dominican woman

She putting on sinners in, yeah

You sip me hills, whines perril sell
It aint tricking, I just spend money on cheap
Big phantoms, sweet
Back see like a club them bitches eat pills
patrone shots to the purse with chrome glock
Jay Electronica, this a shot
So I had to steal it, I had the killin
I was the turtle when the I make the rabbit feelin

Yea wantin nigga

Houseing by the subway, through the projects
Come to the mucialago or for an
Number one prospect, the day I was drafted
Aftermath matic unlkeashed the fucking
Dont respect none of you niggas get in the
Talking ratchets, never touched a automatic
Drama this is tragic, put it in the
88 bars an running, throw it my other classics

Drama you should have warned niggas, I'm bout to killem

Yeah trash baggin, is crack
And I know you been feenin for this, come get your
I do it for the music nigga, fuck placks
on no beef shit, but its still fuck the rats
And when I'm in New York, I set a of traps
Put the g's where can see it, and if you stunt, you clap
Catch em in the club, when I stomp em flat
Nigga get up after that, go get a bat

I tell you this fucking rats

even snitch and bend over to catch
No matter how you look at it I hate rats
Get my bottle of Ciroc and I the cat
Sit back watch the nba play or some back
Real fat, yeah, all I do is stack
In the hood on the war like a fucking
Two nines on back one sack, yeah
This my block and you niggas cant trap

Unlkess you get clapped here, head wrapped yeah

Im killing niggas, I have a hundret tattes
Celebrate your death, toast and clap beers
Its gon be a cold summer, come through burr
The red phantom bullshittin, the 25 steeb
The B S H just in this muthafucka
The cars outside, the in this muthafucka
I should let off a straighs in this muthafuck
Fuck that. kinda get in this muthafuck

Yo, your friends to get wit my friends

Yeah, meet me in the parking lot, plate aftermath
Between me now and fuck 50, wouldnt snitch for halve his
If he wastn such a bitch, nobody have to blast
his down in jacksonville, dont make me have to rap your jack
Cause I rather be in Saint Tropez and bag
With bitches dat speak French, how you say, a cab
I dont trip Euros, I trip Pounds
Im ball bitches, till I knock em all down

Like the 93 Pac, I Get

by the staircase, crack bottle backdoor
Navigate my way down to the south, I used to hoe
Harlem way to Queensbidge packs yo
have lost a couple friend, but I got my gat though
Blast foes, my rap goes can stop my cash flow
Had a Nike box of hundreds, I was in that RAV4
But now I pull up in the with the crash board
With the mag low, get you you ask for

I can be a fucking asshole

In the with my mask on, look at this nigga ayyon
take your fucking mask off, bitch empty out the cah draw
We on a suicide mission, but we dont fuck
if we make it out, bigger house bigger truck
Im in a strip with a glock, nigga what
Give me your bitch, she got a face and bigger butt
I aint gon do but pour champaigne on her
Hit her from the back and watch half of the laker on her

Dont put the back on, too many cunt on it

When to train on her, call toon
Have em my name on her, Star Trek 2
You what, fuck it atftermath too
Put a little smoke around it then take it and pound it
Helicopter outside, I'm surrounded
Have spot in the jungles till the feds found
Mama your son got a public
I got 5 million in the walls and the

make me think about we got camels dogs and guns

Aks pompey, he was there he can it
Throw it in the trashcan on some oscar the shit
A bunch of green popped out is, to revouse shit
Settle the Mississippi got her down south click
And my niggas like, we aint know all this
And any nigga ever snitch, got his fuckin fixed
You get 25, he get his fucking throat
Cut em like mignon and throw em off the boat bitch

Feed em to the shark dock the yacht

Oil in the water, damn the ocean so
Time to finish off this on some trench coat shit
Its a drug war, real life, Theft
Catch you in the streets you up and hit your man next
Come through off retarded shit, just grand text
Where my at, tellem I crazier then DMX
Lazier then eyes, when I'm puffin that
Blueberry, I talking with a muffun sack

up the sauer d's well if you want em nigga

I split open the dutch, then I'm stuffin
You get a fight with California, come fuck with that
Thats all you, go ahead, hop in the truck with
Take it down in and hit Young Buck with that
Dont bring nuthin' back boarder patrol cuffin
I aint trying see the pen, and have to get my knuckles
I wake up real owly, lunchin fags
Its real easy, you rap my punchin bag