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Thugs
- Ran up to tie up yo bitch in yo crib wit my gun smokin,
- Your mind is runnin like a Vulcan,
- You just askin yo self what done provoked him,
- Did yo ass forget to let the drone in or did you forget to phone him,
- I shot a slug in the air, one woke him,
- Why did I jack yo hen? Well i won't be able to tell ya cause yo life closin,
- Time to pay now, he tryna get up, stay down cause you boutta permanently lay down,
- It's time to really listen to me now,
- You clerks tryna invade my turf and do the dirt while ya wearin skirts?,
- You so broke you tryin to sell brown coke to get loc's but you just choke,
- Ayo raise the marijuana smoke, i need another toke,
- Last time we spoke I left you unconcious with some hard handwritten notes,
- But you thought it was a joke and my demeneour was just a superficious cloak,
- Well now ya finna lay dead wit a slit throat, and I also do this to every 4 year old
- They are sure I only rap bout money AKA cash and hoes,
- So turn off the stereo or just press fast forward,
- Back of my car is the raw,
- And in my side mirror are the long arms of the law,
- I got two choices y'all,
- Halt and open the damn door,
- Or get on the devil and slam the fuckin pedal to the floor,
- Now I ain't wanna see no highway chase like GTA wit my boy jake,
- So I pull over my Rover,
- And it ain't over I got a important niggaz holla and a few dollars so I can fight the case,
- Son do you know what I'm stopping you for?,
- Cause my brown ass young and my caps real low,
- I ain't no mind reader so I don't know,
- Well you was doin 55 in a 54 wit a .44 strapped to the car floorboard,
- Well why ya wanna unlock my phone? I just got the numbers of some hoes but I ain't got any nuclear launch codes,
- I got a million problems but a hoe ain't one of those,
- I grew up wit holes in em zapatos,
- So I celebrated the minute I was rackin dough
- Lethal and cerebral, crackin skulls til' they form a puzzle,
- My rhymes are potent as chemicals, still mackin like a pimp but my flow is biblical,
- This shit a lyrical miracle, but know the struggle fore you get political,
- Radical til' I conquer my obstacle, Ya'll sweet as caramel,
- Yo baby mama suckin my popsicle, this is highly propable and it's optimal,
- Yo flow laughable, Am I audible ?Get ready to rumble and don't stumble,
- Ya'll drink my piss from a funnel as i chuckle, get this hot knuckle cause you pop,
- Like a bubble (get it?),
- So don't tussle if ya don't have the musle or else get a hard rebuttal.
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