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See I be that bitch smacking
Pimp mackin
Attacking
And stabbing em from the back
Known to throw hoes from a Cadillac
Spaghetti blacc
Known to throw blows on his foes off that blow
Known to cut up foes like blow
For tha indo
That hateful savage crow
In yo studio
Recording over yo vocals
Is what you yokels don't know
Fo sho
I got this 4 4
Up against yo temple
About to get mental
Allow me to lace these instrumentals
With the essentials
Like Blam!
Ya dead
So whoever ain't heard this
Prepare to get nervous
Fool! This ain't pop music
It's pop music
Get dropped to it
When it drop
And When we make hits
Snitches call the cops
I tackle they crack
I cackle as I sip upon this cognac
Like a hyena hysterical off the whole sack
In fact
Its got me burning off my fingerprints
As I grip my gat
Tell my hoes on the track
Look out for the new jack
Car full of charges
Niggas ain't prepared
Ordinarily I ain't giving up coordinates
Well Is u heading to morgue?
more like the border bitch
Head full of disorders
Lead kill the reporters
Bread be my reward
So Feds lick the sword
I never gave a fuck
Wish a judge would lock me up
Dojer always pressing
Got my mind finsta snap
Yeah this Indo got me thinking
That the walls will punch back
One flew over the cuckoo's nest
Recop scoops in the same coup
Stop and Recoup never
Nigga we fly till we pop as peasants
Smoke till I'm broke locc
Cough up the treasure

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from In Versus Mode (UNOFFICIAL), released February 8, 2013

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