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Lyrics

[Freestyle] I be on some shit dog; Yall be on that clown shit Walking with your grits on; I'm walking with some pound shit That lay a nigga down shit, murder, murder, gun-play You niggas shitty, I'm getting busy just like one way Niggas with me I'm on the grizzy, I wait for Sunday Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday to Saturday the cops come, I'm thataway I rush the back, tuck-n-pack tryna get the crack away That fuckin' Russian mac blows this niggas back away One tap, gun clatt, move these niggas back a day I lay enemies in memory homie; I'm like Nowitzki with that semi up on me, Imma shoot! G'yeah that hop out for dollars gimme the loot, like B-I this .35 giving niggas the juice Like 2Pac, a few shots a ring get him out of there I let it fling, put a stain on his Rocawear Boy is you kidding I got rhythm like a rocking chair The way I spit it, it's the sick now get the doc in here I need medicine, he talking who he better than Soft like gelatin, I'm hard like skeleton You're rookie I'm a veteran, nigga get your weight up You're never supposed to ever fold, you stand straight up Wearing make up, I'm dirty in the game Meek Mill, I need 30 to my name nigga Mill that is, how real that is If this youngin' playing with hammers, we gon' kill that kid I run up on 'em make em' feel that SIG Give em seven, now the medics gotta wheel that kid To the hospital, them shots hit you, you not livin' So stop trippin', that pound nose like Scott Pippen