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Straight up
La m ú sica de harry fraud
Catch us on stage looking like drug lords
Pen paragraphs for all my niggas that sling swords
Whips chain seasonal roofs get removed
Bitches baggin bundles new our vocals getting eq
Live n***a rap real talk that's us us
Cash man everything gats that bust bust
Outdoors break laws the streets we trust
Make noise never talk to the boys let em discuss
Call the doctor lay you where you eat your pasta
With big choppers from the rastas in the helicopter
Video games we don't play
Ps3 rappers get broken in broad day
Right on myrtle and broadway
Run up in the booby movie spot and hit em where they all stay
Family ties reason why your family cries
While a n***a shorty wop with vanity eyes
We the stars of our own movies
Sly stallone couldn't move me
Feet up on the sofa rolling a doobie
I walk with the strength of ten million hood niggas
Who like to cause ruckus and love to pull triggers
Habitual line steppers always trying to undercut
Name on a dotted line reserve the right to f**k you up
I'm kobe with the rock you a 4 th quarter lebron n***a ready to slop
Back to that other shit listing like a wet seal
Work phone ringing fiends looking for a fresh deal
Blind stances turn the mind trances
Shorty s flat footed but her nose does line dances
I love that intricate thug rap supply it often
They tried to clip my wings I'll never be retired flossing
Sipping silent thinking violent call it quiet saucing
The jewels I've picked up over years is an acquired fortune
Been burning shit consecutive we never tire torchin
Your reputation has no juice me I'm at my at often
Bitches wanna smoke we give them floral rinses
That pass they mouth around and turn them to a oral princess
It's just the way we move welcome to ny
Meisterst ü ck in the coop n***a my pen fly
Snake sour shower your whip if it's a time of war
We use to grind with raw hustlin' in the fine velour
Couple dollars in a fiend cheese pocket
Scurry to the side of the building to cop it
Scurry back to the lobby to rock it
I'm talking white olivia dukakis joan cusack
Suede shoe blue coupe roof back
Ayo the cops comin' boof that
Then break it down so you can toot toot a loot that
Straight from queens loafer to the pedal
Steaks are medium rare hosted for the metal
I'm getting closer with the devil
I won't stop til there's an ocean on the bezel
Sand art in my weed jar
Did a backflip right into the window of the green car
Then I peel like an orange leather outfits martin lawrence
Three prongs on the pasta fork spin the bucatini
Doo doo stains in the joint
It's me
