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I got seven Mack 11s about eight .38s nine 9s ten Mack 10s the shits never end...ya cant touch my riches
even if ya had MC Hammer and them Three-fifty seven bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot glocks...Heh. That's how I got the weed spots,
I shot dred in the head, took the bread and the lambspread...
Little Dottie got the shotty to ya body...so don't resist, or ya might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs, I give MCs the runs; drippin'
When I throw the clip in the A-K I slay from far away; Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable; peace to Mateo, now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffs the yayo-
That's crazy blunts, mad Ls, my voice accels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm droppin; shit like a pigeon, I hope ya listenin', slappin' babies at they Christenings,
So ya better grab ya pistol cos if ya sit still, I'm gonna make ya fuckin' shit spill
Now I'm talkin' 'bout buckets, why did I have to do it? Fuck it,
Ya got a gun, nigga bust it
Cos I got more shots to pop ya, Big Poppa,
Breakin' ya off something proper
Signing off, it's the hardcore rapsinger AKA crack-slinger, bring it any time...........
even if ya had MC Hammer and them Three-fifty seven bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion the yacht
The two weed spots, the two hot glocks...Heh. That's how I got the weed spots,
I shot dred in the head, took the bread and the lambspread...
Little Dottie got the shotty to ya body...so don't resist, or ya might miss Christmas
I tote guns, I make number runs, I give MCs the runs; drippin'
When I throw the clip in the A-K I slay from far away; Everybody hit the D-E-C-K
My slow flow's remarkable; peace to Mateo, now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniffs the yayo-
That's crazy blunts, mad Ls, my voice accels from the avenue to jail cells
Oh my god, I'm droppin; shit like a pigeon, I hope ya listenin', slappin' babies at they Christenings,
So ya better grab ya pistol cos if ya sit still, I'm gonna make ya fuckin' shit spill
Now I'm talkin' 'bout buckets, why did I have to do it? Fuck it,
Ya got a gun, nigga bust it
Cos I got more shots to pop ya, Big Poppa,
Breakin' ya off something proper
Signing off, it's the hardcore rapsinger AKA crack-slinger, bring it any time...........