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One for you, one for me
Two for you, one-two for me
Three for you
What? I'll smack fuck out ya

Smack fire out your fuckin' ass
What the fuck you think this is man?
Get the fuck up outta here man
So yo matter of fact, the man is back

Think my head is madder than fuckin' fire
Shit alright, this ain't even enough burn right here
This ain't enough
Fuck it man

We gonna shoot right over there
And yo them niggaz got the big cream over there
So just chill
So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid

Don't play me like I got a flowerpot head kid
Just chill man
On the real let's go get this money fast son
I know how we gotta do this kid
Scrungy-head motherfucker

Lay on the crime scene, sippin' fine wines
Pullin nines on, UFOs, takin' they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we gettin' loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder 'bout, I'm out

My raps play the part like a get smart secret agent
In a maze and, styles blazin', Johnny Blaze
And Tony Starks in a daze and
Rhymin', my nigga Lou Diamond will wrap it up

We like meth to go and fuck with noodles
Havin' them poodles on the lockdown buyin' me
Amarettas, and chewables, stackin' pharmecuetical
Rap niggaz on dust and wools

Yo, I told you, some kill, rob and fold
The gold's untold, fuck it it beats parole
So stroll marvelous, soul controller
Of the whole globe, god damn I got it sewn

And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase high
And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin' building
And get caught, save the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, drug relatable, niggaz here to play with you

A hundred dollar rottweiler goes to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to niggaz who got props
On top, jail niggaz get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy about a hundred pictures

Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got drama
Comma, plus smoke realize marijuana
Chef may resign to boat across the farasana
Immaculate plus all my guns so accurate

They get cream and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated with the night beams and two rings
Crazy fat, gettin ready to do this shit
Sniff mad shit man, what the fuck!

Who's the knucklehead, wantin' respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well known
Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermath
Here's his photograph

Run up in his lab, take off the mask chaz and think fast
Don't laugh, bag the cash
Grab the hash, don't forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his face fast the full blast

Then skate to the next state
Further upstate, I heard they got crazy weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco breaks
Yo look out for jakes, give it all it takes
Let's burn the place before we motivate

Yo blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his mate
If the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakes
Killer snakes, four bodies found floatin' in lakes

Drug related, paper talkin' 'bout the kids who didn't make it
Hits without a trace
Never seen the big C and ghostface
Congratulations chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth

The rap scar is on rap chrome
Put it on seal it on, we're silicone spark it on your talkathon
This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone
Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones
Blowin' out the door, bones but

Your rap's fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These microphone professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got niggaz here to play with you

You know the steez you know my whole program
Brothers from the no-lands, all we want is the G's
Guns and grams, livin' fat like the hoffa
Mafia, sippin' eatin' pastas

Layin' in the house tellin' the seeds about the sagas
Before we got germanic and thoughts got sporadic
We grabbed golden tablets and quick guarded the abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones into the telly

Sucker tried to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and hair weave
The crime boss, takin' no loss, excessive force
We can play the A train, back off the iron horse

Yo man, Y'know what I'm sayin'? Fuck it man
One for you, one for me   Two for you, one-two for me   Three for you   What? I'll smack fuck out ya      Smack fire out your fuckin' ass   What the fuck you think this is man?   Get the fuck up outta here man   So yo matter of fact, the man is back      Think my head is madder than fuckin' fire   Shit alright, this ain't even enough burn right here   This ain't enough   Fuck it man      We gonna shoot right over there   And yo them niggaz got the big cream over there   So just chill   So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid      Don't play me like I got a flowerpot head kid   Just chill man   On the real let's go get this money fast son   I know how we gotta do this kid   Scrungy-head motherfucker      Lay on the crime scene, sippin' fine wines   Pullin nines on, UFOs, takin' they fly clothes   They eyes closed, we gettin' loot   No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about   Guns go off and now a murder 'bout, I'm out      My raps play the part like a get smart secret agent   In a maze and, styles blazin', Johnny Blaze   And Tony Starks in a daze and   Rhymin', my nigga Lou Diamond will wrap it up      We like meth to go and fuck with noodles   Havin' them poodles on the lockdown buyin' me   Amarettas, and chewables, stackin' pharmecuetical   Rap niggaz on dust and wools      Yo, I told you, some kill, rob and fold   The gold's untold, fuck it it beats parole   So stroll marvelous, soul controller   Of the whole globe, god damn I got it sewn      And yo, whattup pop, pop the suitcase high   And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin' building   And get caught, save the fully inflatable   Rap relatable, drug relatable, niggaz here to play with you      A hundred dollar rottweiler goes to spot sellers   Guns and glocks go to niggaz who got props   On top, jail niggaz get mad bigger   And yo, mail a guy about a hundred pictures      Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got drama   Comma, plus smoke realize marijuana   Chef may resign to boat across the farasana   Immaculate plus all my guns so accurate      They get cream and the cuisine in Queens   I told you, money stated with the night beams and two rings   Crazy fat, gettin ready to do this shit   Sniff mad shit man, what the fuck!      Who's the knucklehead, wantin' respect?   Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well known   Lead singer, humdinger, flash is the aftermath   Here's his photograph      Run up in his lab, take off the mask chaz and think fast   Don't laugh, bag the cash   Grab the hash, don't forget his stash   Grab the tear gas, and place it in his face fast the full blast      Then skate to the next state   Further upstate, I heard they got crazy weight   Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco breaks   Yo look out for jakes, give it all it takes   Let's burn the place before we motivate      Yo blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his mate   If the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape   It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with the flakes   Killer snakes, four bodies found floatin' in lakes      Drug related, paper talkin' 'bout the kids who didn't make it   Hits without a trace   Never seen the big C and ghostface   Congratulations chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth      The rap scar is on rap chrome   Put it on seal it on, we're silicone spark it on your talkathon   This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the arms   Hit me on the hip and horns, rap chaperone   Scars tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones   Blowin' out the door, bones but      Your rap's fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches   Reinforced with suspense, be on your rap sword defense   These microphone professional, sensational   Fully operational, I got niggaz here to play with you      You know the steez you know my whole program   Brothers from the no-lands, all we want is the G's   Guns and grams, livin' fat like the hoffa   Mafia, sippin' eatin' pastas      Layin' in the house tellin' the seeds about the sagas   Before we got germanic and thoughts got sporadic   We grabbed golden tablets and quick guarded the abbots   Slugs hit the belly put tones into the telly      Sucker tried to knock me out the box like skelly   I smoke the weed dreams I drop top two degrees   Honeydips spendin G's on nails and hair weave   The crime boss, takin' no loss, excessive force   We can play the A train, back off the iron horse      Yo man, Y'know what I'm sayin'? Fuck it man
 
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