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Dumpster juice!
Yo. Turn the music up (as loud as possible)
Yeah
Yeah
Ruff-N-Rugged, nigga
What's poppin', nigga?
Fuck it. Momma left me
Daddy said he would never ever forget me
Elementary school, I got straight A's
(Yep, I did)
In middle school I was getting hit with straight K's
(Watch out!)
Violent approach
Nine and a Colt
Fuck an eighthy, I got the nine in the throat
Ugh. On mad drugs
Shootin' up mad clubs. (Ba ba ba ba)
Walkin' through Belle Isle lookin' for who shot Bugz
Lil cousin gangsta shot my lil brother (Yep)
For revenge I raped his baby mother (Biatch)
I'm fly. Flyer than the flyest
I'm high. Higher than the highest (OG!)
My little shooter said he 'bout to graduate
Headed to college. Patron and Jackson State
We poppin'
Neighborhood watchin'
You could catch everything like Deandre Hopkins
Big bucks
We got big trucks
We could tear this Coney Island the fuck up
Murder murder. Murder on my mind
Murder Murder. Murder on my mind
Murder
Shit. I go ham. 'Murder rap' fa sho
I got grams, whatch you askin' fo?
You and yo man's wanna act like hoes?
The mac 'll turn yo brains into hamburger casserol
(Dinner, nigga)
I keep a hand full of cash to blow
Scrape the plate and got the nerve to ask for mo'
I can't stand all these average Joes
Middle of the club. Burner on my waist
Band like I'm Plaxico
I chase grands and I stack the flow
Hot as dessert sand, heart colder than Alaska snow
I let a magnum blow
Then let a bastard know
Have him death in flashes, make him think he at a fashion show
Don't make me wake my titans up
I'm aint the type to bluff
These niggas type too much
I'm nicest. Can prove it. Just make sho the mic is up
The fiends like, "he's an asshole, but I like his stuff"
Yeah I'm winnin' now. Nobody gave me none of this
Walk in with the heat on it, feel like the summer hit
Coolin' ice I got a sheet on. I'm on some stunner shit
Them hollows out the piece. Make you see the point
Who wanna trip?
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