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Oh yeah, we here
That's right, man, my niggaz
Light that shit up, light that shit up, oh yeah
Check the bottle is packed at
It's been live for the homies, that's R-A-P, you feel me
What y'all niggaz know run down the line like this

Before I get the watch, I get the big glock
Before I step foot in the V, I get the stash box
No matter the occasion I'm bringin' my heat
Take my kids ascension in place, I'm bringin' my heat
For show, you never know, it might pop off
Better save, than sorry niggaz could never rob me
Or reach they hand towards me in any type fashion
Fuck what you heard a day, my shit's blastin'
We here in the club, I get my contro' band in
You fuckin' with us, you rather suck maaad dick
Before I squeeze, I aim for ya head than
Without hesitation turn your shit backwards
Soon as I purchase my kicks I put the gem stars in
So if they lock me up, my razor make mad hits
Before I die the world gon' hear me
And make me rich, my kids will be filthy

Priorities: gun on, I'm ready for the day
Two: tryin' to hit you before you hit me
C: here a good nigga don't cross P
Four: balance my hatred and love more
E: tryin' to stay alive I only live once
Six: never let fear control me dunn
G: make the money money never made me
Eight: live by Four and shit'd be straight

Nigga I don't shoot cars up, or shoot doors up
That shit I did when I was sixteen, word up
That's child's play now I got a taste for blood
I gotta see some meat hangin' for the jobs well done
I need to see a nigga drop before I make my gun stop
And before I start shootin' I make sure you hops
Niggaz wind me up and wind me up
Till I pop up on your scene like Jack-in-a-box
With the two topics cuttin' at you like butter
VA style nigga you meat get smothered
Mobb style nigga me and my blood brothers, kill
Pretty boy rappers if they song speak of us
Oh you shot niggaz before, that's cool with me
But you gonna need experience tunin' with P
Before I came to Q.B. I was already dope
Before all this rap shit I was already bomb

Priorities: my gun on I'm ready for the day
Two: tryin' to hit you before you hit me
C: here a good nigga don't cross P
Four: balance my hatred and love more
E: tryin' to stay alive I only live once
Six: never let fear control me dunn
G: make the money money never made me
Eight: live by Four and shit'd be straight

"You heard the one about the two bulls? Not yet.
Not yet.. well these two bulls are sittin' on a grass
in old overlookin' a herd of cows
And the baby bull says: hey pop lets run down and fuck one of those cows
But the poppa bull says: no son, lets walk down and fuck 'em all"


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