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[Cory

Get Ready. Get Steady.
Bloody Shredded.
Heavy debted.
For get jelly-spread.
The let me let it.
go Lindsey at it.
addicts with envy.
n richie n britneys habit.
cass, a lotta seem militant, n be itchin' addicts .
puttin but wood on da shelves like a kitchen cabinet.
if i feel da static. i peel the matic. yall the static.
the cal. will go sporedic. (bling). thats not so
come to no establishment.
U broke-nose, for tryin' to mike my Ozone.
behold
im *heared* as an Afghani terrorist
im poppa's tool when im trying to yall Hailly Marias
Take a risk *eating brew fever*, at dis.
u live M.O.B. . . u nuthin but a queer therapist.
N*** my M.O.B. get money. even no T. no penalty.
when no C. that B. That all i see mentally.
i shift yall from manual to physically.
chemistry cant my men in street.
we in da - you industry.
LARCENY, militia N****. wit us.
if not, cass put em on sum whole chart from us.
Bags.

Yeah, That's What I'm Bout Cory Gunz,
We Gotta Refresh Niggas Memories,
I Guess They Got Amnesia And Forgot We Bout Our Business. Lets Get Em'

I got my hand on my cock/
And i a gun so big it could probubly kill handcock/
I aint a rat, me talkin to the cops/
Is lewis Fericon eatin hamhocks/
Imma gorilla but im slicker than a fox/
Been cool since pre-school playin in the sand
Imma i used to hand tha gram na'
I can stand on the corner sellin gram after ha'/
And no im not from ha'/
It just like its asian in me/ cuz i keep the hasian in me/
I been in jail, I got a 100 dayz ^ n me/
But i still keep the ak and the wit me/
I hard so other ballers is afraid to stick me/
Cuz if i get fouled ill probubly shoot the
And you can be the next nigga ill to def/
I wild-out,But if i foul out ill the ref/
Im when im in the coupe' but the roof depressed/
Cuz i always put them the trunk is where i put them now/
I got doe, ever 0 put a pound in my hand/
I been the man, you put the crown on my dome/
im on the phone havin conference callz/ wit millionare "yeah" what i accomplished ya'll/
And i aint tryna take a life i got a ya'll/
Plus the cops you ^ north like the compass ya'll/
I was 17 out in yanker ya'll/
Signed to RuffRiders wit a flow was bonkers ya'll/
I can lie, you can BMY, you can ask swiss too, SB and kiss too/
you can ask DMX, the female 2/ and they'll let you know all the battles i had to get threw/
You can ask dragon sheek how i had to eat/
of muffuckaz, YUP, man i had the streets/
But aint no in battlin'/
And i had to
I can spit reckless but i had to a hit record/
And now i make hit record after hit record/ And i make chicks get naked this check it/
I juss lick my lips on LL shit/
and make em' laugh on david chappelle shit/
and they be on some lets go to the hotel
and i give em' hard dick on some just got out of jail
The innocent man, been in the
And i made a statement never been on the stand/
And its all the benjamins man...real talk/
and you dude cant in my timbalands man/
and m y dont fit you/ the streets dont fuck wit you/
And i sip
And i throw shots/
and smoke pot the color of a Jacks box/
I rap but i sold rocks/
And had the block jumpin the frogs on the honey smacks box/
YOU EM"....BODY BAGS!!!!!!!!!!