[Ransom]
I've been having some deep thoughts when that L blowin'
Niggas in jail know it, when you do it, do it yourself and never tell no one
You see them shells blowin'?
I go to hell knowin' that I had them eagles sitting down like Terrell Owens
I spell evil backwards, I gotta live
If money's the root to evil then fuck it, I'm an evil bastard
You know that diesel acid when it reach the masses
I swear to God, it'll burn, turn these streets to ashes
Dope in the charger, still smoking, L's laughing
I'm coaching 'The Carter,' call me Samuel L. Jackson
Niggas been fags, funny like Sinbad
Me I'm from the hood, my life savings in a gym bag
Im flamin' the .40, I aint even sorry
If you with your kids, then I put your brain on your shorty
I aint open that damn block for the fame and the glory
I was hoping to 'Jamrock's like Damien Marley
[Fabolous]
Ayo, I'm living better, second letter with a set of wings
Butter leather, hoody sweater, and some better bling
Black beretta, these niggas better not have said a thing
For the cheddar I'm not a forgetter or regret a thing
I could get her, don't have to sweat her, or to get her things
I could dead her, or feel better just to let her cling
When you met her she was better than Coretta King
Yall lived together, she was gonna get a wedding ring
She chose me and blows me like she owes me
You knows me, I take whatever life throws me, shows me
Girls don't like boys, they like cars, money, and some of that good smoke
Kush jars of 20, tell a few good jokes
But it's far from funny when you in the hood broke
But see I understand what makes niggas underhand
So I put a hundred grand just to put you on the land
This aint what you wanted man
[Paul Cain]
I'm a problem for every rapper breathing
On every track I'm eating
It's a fact I'ma be a factor and wrap the season
I pull my strap and squeezing
Come out with a pack of demons that'll leave the pastor bleeding
You aint gotta ask the reason
I know it's jack or scheming,
You can see the tiger stripe J from a mile away
Yellow white and glasses geaming
Chain's so sick, I don't need a piece for it
I can hear the streets talking, I dare you to reach for it
I'm strapped, if you look closely you can see the Taurus
Hate niggas that keep talking, they usually be informants
That Brooklyn bullshit, you better believe I'm on it
You know if my team would wanted [flow], put G's up on it
But naw, I don't get along with these rapping cats
They mad my chain the same size as their platinum plaques
That's a fact, let me get mine then after that
I'm completely done with rap, you cats can have it back
[Stack Bundles]
Heaven hammering sport thoughts for the winter, summer thoughts for the winter
These long john weather fiends come in shorts in the winter
Sure it snows in the winter, hope you getting my drift
And you should hold your head back when you getting the drip
Drip, the little grip, I could cover the order
When I floss, I'm a boss, I could front you a quarter
See the cross all flooded, little stones in the border
And I just got a divorce, so I'm looking for Run's daughter
Tell the Rev that I'm dealing with some evils
The sunshine on him cuz the coupe still a see through
Danky women, Antik Denim
His pockets gotta be nauseous, the mans keep spinnin
Trickin' on niggas, throw a lil kiddie on 'em
My niggas'll seek em, they empty out the semis on 'em
You'd rather spit on God, then go against him
They was second guessing, then Squad Up convinced 'em
[Jaz]
They cant take me in a dark gray Jag
Seats the same leather as the Mark J bag
Jaz, the kind of bitch that the Narcs may tag
Cuz I'm bringing the kind of butter like Parque had
Y'know, I aint a hoe that'll want a nickel of herb
The street bitch need a stack that's as thick as a curb
And you might catch a chick in the 'burbs
Maybe cuz I'm nice with the nails, and slick with the verbs
Yea, it's Ms. Jizzaz, fizzaz to spizzaz
I'm like Better Shabizzaz, with a little pizzaz
I wasn't sworn in just to join in
Been Family since the moment that I was born in
And getting money is hereditary
That California Kush got my eyes red as cherry
These bitches waiting on their next payday
I'm in the XK8 with the body of an ex-playmate
And I'm still holding the SK straight, nigga!
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