Back With A vegence minus the
Big pendants till the think my head
Big but I got the same coat affendants
And rap is like tennis (why) a bunch
A back and forth my ratchets
That'll back em off, off with a hater
Head bury em still breathin six feet
In his own burough for no reason now
That is freezing I figured I'd put the
Blue guts a few bucks to get you but juice up
Or ride around with the roof
They snatch you right outta
Ya outer layer I'll lay ya down plus I'm
Bout it player I get were I'm
I need cash with seats fast with me I gotta
Eat I am a don with my feat
Song it is but I have always
So therfore it's mine or eat,
Dust niggas is grimey so only
Trust till it's a slammer in them cuffs
I am legend I make mixtape heaven
187 ya done I break bread into
Some so in the winter I come the
I tell em get em from them
Your related christmas gift
Chris paper won't get you this
These old niggas frivolous
you can't be serious they all
On they periods might as well make
They tight clothing I pop shit
metal despite logan a whole
Lyric explosin they can play
the club all the time nobody
Knows him but me on the other
hand 3 to 7 lawsuits are open I'm
Smoking nigga New York city ain't
Poten stronger then a pure
block warlock attitude like
I'm the one your not 1964 drop
Outta the blind now well the best
Fatherless child bastard if there
Then I've past it with flying colors
flying spurring damn near
All rim no rubber I'm in take cover I been
You won't blow tour the world
and going back also middle
Finger popo they punks behind
a badge watch ya back don't
Eat cheese chunks I'm not a rat
keep pumps and nines packed
Or get line backed flat line,
line em up we balling in diamond
Up I'm all in and out a slut nigga get
Of what nigga ya pouted up!