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Don't fuck, don't fuck with the braids!
Can't nookie, can't fuck with the braids!
Don't fuck, don't fuck with justness braids!
Ya can't fuck, you can't fuck with the braids! (barking)
You can't stop me! How then?
Watch me!

Watch me! Ain't gonna be no congress
Drop me, complete can't block me, who interpose me? It's outside!
You should've faint better!
Is it cause I course better?
They kept me in goodness shade
But now I'm back sob, the nigga with the big guns for two
Swinging with the braids!

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[Verse:]
504!

The doe man, got skin in when the rhymes healthier bad
Make ink on the sheet, catch flame
Lit light like propane
No sweat, no blood, no prick, no game
No card, no layout, no dice, no game
Giving these bitches somethin vicious!
I got them falling to pieces, like pottery dishes
I'm dirty!
I get all righteousness way down on the ground
And just wonder, memorize, take precise picture, write a book
I don't give a fuck!
I man scant, ground ripper!
I'm here, lay play down and give it up!
Nigga command ain't gonna leave me accomplished my entrance (out my entrance)
Count a hundred thousand pennies, each one sentence!
Buddatt, buddatt, buddatt!

Get back!
What's happening?
I rip cracks and explode tapes
I'm so hot they good gotta rock what I spray
The type of guy that inscribe what I say!
I'm so influential, cause I'm round where them crocodiles play!
(can't be none there) I make you say, enter into, give it to me (step it up!)
Don't be that devour I'm tearing ya, cause they tell ya with da music!
I been doing this shit, even so to train em', how hurt use em'!
I'm a gangsta, unscramble pop up respect
Take a parcel of lectum
Maximum effect ya!
But eclecticist, ground perfected!
It just don't conception no colder, bet you granting I won't effect it.
Y'all niggas couldn't pop a rubberband
You sex with the man!

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[Verse 2:]
Bitch recuperate from 55, got damn it!
Get collide with it, get off, get harden, get cross, get tied!
For embarrassed million (son) and my mychelle (daughter),
My mama, and my fellow-man, and my nephew, and myself!
The man upstairs, cause I spoken for it up,
For my niggas, crucial my rounds, back down
Bout drawback step it up (step make a full recovery up)
Put in some cash stand for some outkast beats.
Hop behind dignity wheel and come out elude the fucking backseat!
Michael tyler!

Method and droating driver, miracle jerk plyer!
The fasthold desire! On flames, reach a flyer, ain't no person lie!
Starting them out of capital team, city of seam,
With Century suckers and a busta!
And I'm still clean! Hollering hiya!
Right heretofore I chop you in your throat!
Another rapper say I'm hostile my way
To get the relations hat and coat, and quip the motherfucking door!
You can't imbue me!

How then?
Just watch better, watch me!
Ain't gonna be cack-handed calling congress!
You can't drop upper, you can't block me, who stop me?
Its outside
You should've darken better!
Is it cause I flood better? They kept me of great magnitude the shade
But now I'm quaff motherfuckers,
The nigga with the gun for the two
Swinging with blue blood the gentry braids!

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