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Yo, who wanna wreck you with the iller thug, super killer
You know thug that's used to doin' it out the dub
I go on niggaz, don't make me have to call my killers
Staff on niggaz, get bloodbaths for all you
Yo, I tryna talk shit straight up I walk this shit
I'm to bossin' shit and offin' clips
See hood is around my way, they often quick
To us you spit, and leave nigga coffin shit

See we gang, we never it in the streets, I slang
Peeps I to hustle, get it take out names
Let me bang and spread it all around the blocks
I'm with glocks, now bitches get ridiculous jocks
Now thug filthy niggaz walkin' through your club blunts
Grill fronts, keep Henny on the spill for months
I get trucks the bitches and the niggaz I crush
And figure the last niggaz fuck with us

Yo, Mag never roll with a gun, Mag roll with a
Get up in some beef niggaz end up a screw face
Besides that I got a gang of niggaz with court cases
And they all gettin'
We can be enemies after fuckin' your wife, or runnin' on 'em
on a slut, let it rain on 'em
But I'd put my brain on 'em
Look at the bitch, she got a on 'em

Mag hit it then on 'em
"Alias" if you with me you
Get in the back of the and be out of your tux
Label me "Alias" from my to crack this case
I'm past bein' berserk, nigga, look at my
I got an ill way of showin' my
Fuck talkin' how I'm hurt, Mag take out his
I'm goin' and y'all niggaz, hatin' my thang
Mag the nigga spittin', fuck the simple and plain

Sin the reason why rap ain't be the same
First niggaz speak my name, off his brain
Put the heat to his back, clap his collapse
If I sell, six plat', I'm done with rap
How many gotta touch, then found out Sin's too much
Uncut, touch
You remind me, of pussy, you ass nigga
Up North, drawers off, snitch ass

Now I'm with superstars and fuckin' them in the cocktail room
the nuttin', sweep 'em out with the broom
Mag ghetto as but mo' cheddar
Used to smoke dub sacks now just [unverified]
But I got a tooth for crime but never kill
I run with steel, stay in the house, put my up in Jill
Poppin' usin' the pill, did it before
I wanna see how it feel, when you fuck wit' my

I a mil' [unverified], pussy much fine in weather
Fam's wipin' they tongues a
Mag run for the street, or for the
Brand new cribs dissin' the pot
Some take change see
Neighbors lookin' at Mag
Find thyself, hangin' a tree
But I'm a life gleeful
"Alias" is next, but nigga ain't diesel [unverified]

Yo, I used to keep it on the low when I was
But now I'm big boss in the game, come let me you somethin'
So whatchu need is a tech or a four five calico with a wide
And women don't know to slow slide
My A-K in the cut, with my 'dro
I keep them holdin' my fort, and keep a low vibe
I heard the feds hate me 'cuz I'm so
From o'clock to four oh five sellin' quarters and dimes

Even Magoo got a watch, I ain't
Ain't no familiars in place where I'm slingin' it from
I got wholesale weight, that low sale
Or any of weight that make my dough flow straight
I'm, oh, so great, real thugs, no fake
That's why down to play me on radio stations and rotations
Thugs hate, everything I stand fo', throw fo'
plans fo', roll on yo' camp fo'

Laid back in the colored Escalade
Run rappers that test the brake
you under the jeep and test your faith
Put it in reverse and, your face
Go to court, tell the judge the case
Go to jail, no bail, cut your
Get it right nigga, you dealin' apes
I came for the now show me the cake, uhh

Listen, as soon I'm on the you struggle in raps
Anticipate plates, man, right where you sat
Like a panel nigga under shirt, picture that
How your child's gonna burp when you your lap?
Hey, I'm the shade, don't floss in the day
Niggaz think they so cold like they okay
I'm hittin' hoes, respondin' you charmin' the dame
Crackin' up like, "Damn, one of y'all paid?"

A pretty boy got thinkin' that the blows don't trade
That's the day that the curls slide under the
give you somethin' sharp to raise that line in your fade
Different torn for every round that's sprayed
Puttin' hoes into groups and spittin' up like Jake
Du-rags safe, bullets skip through waves
hop drive thru, pop somethin' in Dave
I ain't around yo' way, nigga, I'm from V A