Pass.

I bust shots that'll leave your face the back of your head Hold y'all niggas hostage till I'm clapping the feds

When it go down, that niggas know what be a showdown.

I throw rounds up his niggas be scared to flow now.

Result is flip.

Pass, learn to flow with the best.

Packin' heaters that explode and burn a hole in your chest.

Niggas up round, whip it quicker.

Pick you up, pick you up, we got that to split you up.

When the hash kids come, you be ducking the rest.

Fuck around and have a crowbar stuck in your chest.

A buck in your back, hot plugs aiming for you.

I'm the hottest on the street, so I'm flaming the crooks.

Yo, it's here it has, you niggas.

I just got in the game.

How would you like if I took your mic and put it in flames?

I'm that kid that blames when these things don't go the same.

In this rap game, y'all niggas only about the fame.

i'm about the fat roots fat nicks with big six i feel so much i start to throw up they call me sick

I ride ice so cold, at least you cold-blooded.

I come to your block with feet, my throat's flooded.

I kiss the minister, let the top lock it and call.

Now here on one scene, bitch, smacking hoes, I make the doxy girls scream.

Making the scene.

I know they came in with this nigga, but they leaving with me.

Word, I'm out.

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

And it was time for the dog to shine.

No more joking.

Hoping that it get me high Hoping that it get me high

And yo, it's time for the garden shine.

No more drinking, just been smoking, hoping that it get me high.

Hoping that'll get me high.

DJ nigga.

A.K.A.

A.J.

Roller gonna chow.

It's time, I gotta lay it down.

CJ was back, we look at him now.

We pukin' up, Lord, niggas just to say they stand.

We fuckin' chest and ab dogs, we gotta shoot the round that comes to my door.

time because we will rob you for your time you trash money i could test you like a crash dummy you laugh

and he's like, you smoke, you eatin' hash money.

If I never heard of ya, could J-Ro be hurtin' ya?

Turnin' niggas in the mud of us, they have to get me Hold my niggas just with me Cause out out I'm like some other niggas wanna take me

It takes jealousy to rouse us And I won't chill with niggas that I think can't trust If it's naked

in this world, only y'all for the loot.

And if you really want to kill, why the hell you ain't shoot?

If you scared of something, you ain't a man of nothing.

You don't know to your mom, to your fam, your front.

Take it like your man, nigga, get ready to lose.

Cause after you crush niggas, y'all

Scream, I crow the ashes.

Five niggas that be keepin' it straight.

Yankees in the wild, but now we roll dicks.

Because the hands stay warm while we holdin' they heat, controllin' the state, the weather we take, we keep, and roll with it, we done with it, burnin' your lungs with it, in the winter when it's nippy, let us be dumb, knit it, rock our hand with the braids and the scully, hash kids got niggas actin' crummy.

I'm like the baby from the diner, so you gotta love me You stay around me cause the pockets on me stay chubby You didn't know, remember me with the cypher The fresh for all, be that nigga that you never heard

J-Ro, shake your niggas up like dice.

Pop my six, double that, now you owe me twice.

Oh.

Word up.

Diz doll.

Like this.

Hey, you want to make a straight person?

Nats, leave it niggas like y'all catch your abs attached You know these chats, y'all can break them back I told niggas how I'm lippin'

The one shot in the shit I hold, it make your whole body fold.

Sending niggas like Stone Cold, my goal is to get mad dope.

Lampy, Omari's, who got nothin' to lose.

Hashtag niggas, runnin' your jewels, bustin' the tubes.

Crush the crack.

Smack a nigga so you threaten to act.

My nigga dad fill in the gap.

Rock on his belly fat.

It's like that, motherfucker.

And there was time for the guard to shine.

No more joking, just leave smoking.

Hoping that'll get me high.

Hoping that it'll get me high.

Hoping that it'll get me high.

It's time for the gorgeous time.

No more joking.

We smoking, hoping that it give me high.

Hoping that it give me high.

And yo, it's time for the dog to shine.

No more joking, just leave smoking.

Hoping that'll get me high.

Hoping that'll get me high.

Tom Rowe, Chris Stout.

My big, big dog and a dog.

You know how we...

Do it.

Javel.

I wrote.

It's like that, nigga.

My nigga Christ.

My nigga child.

My nigga center.

The press stood up for my niggas.

Be the one little body for it.

Hey, well, it's time for the guard to shine.

No more joking.

Just be smoking.

Hoping that'll get me high.

because it had to give me high.

And you're a child for the God

no more joking just been smoking hoping that it get me high hoping that it get me high

Hey, yo, it's time for the garbage now.

No more joking.

Just been smoking.

Hoping that it gets better.

consider it

Good.