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Niggas know we do robberies, we running up in no crib for 2 g's
We about 50 thou and 4 ki's
And maybe after we just might breath
But if you think it can't happen, nigga
We put you on knees, like you was praying
We ain't
the o-ffi-cial, o-rig-inal, season-al, motherfucking crimi-nals

You know the format, ringing your bell, on your doormat
'who is it? " your sentence
Looking the peephole with your eyes squinching
Too late, we the door off the hinges
I heard you selling stacks of crack getting
Thats why we in your place, throwing your face in the
With the rug rats, where the drugs at, that!
I represent broke niggas who ain't no nigga
Bullets in bamboo cause we here to smoke niggas
And fuck them uppercuts, we here to fight you up
Man, we you from a chandalier and light you up
We like delivery cause we take niggas out
you cracking like daffy with duct tape on your mouth
And roping you with and tessles squeezing your blood vessel
Leaving your ass up like pretzels
Ak to the inye to the le, rolling real g's
Doing these official yes!

I'm on some tyson ex-wife shit kid
how I'm living
Cause when I start robbing, you'd better giving
How else you the money's supposed to come thats why
When I need bread I grab the toaster and stick niggas for they
I as you get stuck for bucks
Whether it's in airplanes or airports cause I give a flying fuck
I drop it like an incinerator was the
Cause I'll be damned if you
I'll empty in your
Shake you like gelatin, and for all you good semaritans hero
put one in your belly
And leave your stomachs looking like the 0
As a rob like cause I need mad dinero
Cream, like vaseline put you in intensive
With the tech 9 you up like spines
Taking your things like rings
Like hoe, your doe, gold and diamonds
I turned this art into
With guns that bark to keep from killing me
On point, like a sword cause I stay on board
Ready to a stinking victim like a fucking applause
Anywhere,
Even if you got condoms in wallet
don't mean your money's safe
So act like you not it when I start grabbing it
Guns in your face (gibberish) like you talk
a mac that I pimp like a mack
But some of you macks, find a mac
Ever since you lost that job at
But I know I'll mork your ass like nanu-nanu
By putting one shell in head like a rhino
Or do to 2 to your head
Before I damn wanted to let you know that you ain't hot
And you not making it home in the fucking morning
Because..............