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See these niggas stressin I'm guessin they wanna battle But what I bring to the mic ain't no mofuckin paddle Bump my shit too loud Make niggas tuck they chain Fake niggas with rusty ass rings up in this game Mouthpiece hack I'm firin off Like I'm in the booth With a sawed off To the mic You don't know when you can bust a move Or take ya gauze off Quick to remove Ya paws from my car dawg Run yo lip dude But if I don't like yo attitude Yo getting hit With a full clip Cuz none of you niggas ain't got shit up on this pimp I be twisting up physics Shaking niggas vision and stick em I don't give a fuck how many people gon miss him The nigga gone end up missing Good riddance Stilla we rippin Dip out maneuver Cuz I be crossing cats out on some other shit And most of shit I be up on that shit With nothin above it If I ever seent a nigga fly Tell em run it Keep it one hunnid Kicking in doors With the rumble in my stomach From doin bumps Lookin at yo bitch Say huh when I tell her she's lunch I could hiccup my spit Pick up my grip Pop pills and bill ya bitch

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from Paper Jam 2k14 tha conspiracy, released October 10, 2013

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