Goin Off

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[Intro] Is this what you want? [Verse] Fuck it, ayy The do-or-die new arrival Holla at my niggas, you survive, you's alive, yo Now either you follow me and ride or you's a rival The difference between you and I is you a model, you posin' But who am I, though? The mulatto out for that lotto Money comin' soon, the newest model Your crew is hollow The type of niggas gobble dick, chew and swallow Your girl told me shoot in her face, she suicidal Oh shucks, you niggas is closed, you fold up I'm from the 'Ville, niggas get killed over four bucks Thank God we made it, my niggas, we growed up Now we crazy over that bread, call us the dough-nuts, uh More sluts once the money blows up But them hoes stop if the dough drops I won't stop, though, a chip off the old block I'm from a city where niggas hold Glocks Leave you lookin' like old socks (Damn) Cops patrol blocks, plottin' on us Them boys is rotten, I know they want us Probably arrest a nigga, get a bonus You kill a nigga, get promoted Shit is crazy, girls gettin' babies 'fore they get diplomas So much, I just go nuts, niggas tellin' me slow up Never that, tryna get where that cheddar at Y'all don't hear me Always somebody that don't want you gettin' cheese, yo This whole shit is like Tom and Jerry (Ha) I'm kinda very raw, niggas can't deny facts If you Black, they sendin' you to jail or Iraq Honor is somethin' you can't sell or buy back Niggas don't like braggin', they 9/11 fly cats Hijack, nigga, "Get up out your whip, nigga, strip I want it all, ice on your wrists and the kicks" This shit happens, I ain't just rappin', believe it, yo They got streets in the city police won't even go Peep it, though, uh It ain't no secret, niggas beefin' 'cause my ego so big It got me speakin' like I'm diesel, like I'm devil, oh Niggas know my steelo, I ain't tweakin', I am lethal, yo Have your daddy lookin' for you, this ain't Finding Nemo, though Let me slow it down, dumb it down, y'all borin' The son came up out that womb, yo, a star is born If real recognize real, y'all foreign My team run a play on your bitch and we all scorin' (Yeah) [Outro: DJ OnPoint] Shout out to Mike Rooney, Mez Can't forget Canal, what up? Shout out to all my niggas MySpacin' it up Check my nigga out, myspace.com/therapistmusic Hope y'all niggas can spell Also check out myspace.com/byanymeanssyndicate (If tomorrow never comes and I don't see you again) Y'all can check me out, myspace.com/djonpoint (Then I just want you to know that my love, it has no end) If tomorrow never comes and I just fade away Then remember this one thing, that I love you today