(Login infamous_Ike) from IP address 216.218.65.162
yo its ya boy from the block again/
and im spitting so hard even Fabolous is gasping for oxygen/
everybody claiming they nice/
they all pimps and thugs, then tell me why the fuck im gaming their wife/
i ain't a gangsta but listen up i packs the heater/
that'll turn ya white tee into a beater for divas/
im nicest nigga out who you know this sick/
when its beef talk is cheap so i blow this clip/
i spit crack like a dopehead/
i put the banger to ya butt and put ya ass everywhere like J Lopez/
if we ain't cool don't dap my hand/
cuase every dap gon cause me to clap ya mans/
i mean every since 13 the boy had a heavy flow/
so you ain't gotta tell me i'm hot cause i already know/
anybody......get ya G. M on
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Ayo i'll give it to anybody I don't care what race,
step to me wit some bull I let the pump perm ya face,/
I'm highly intelligent,
dictionaries are irrelevent,
like a dude runnin his mouth in a bad residence,/
you want to come see me then I'm takin yo life,
tearin you to shreds I'm like jason wit a knife,/
i'm a bad nigga,
y'all str8 fags nigga,/
ask niggaz,
I'm the hottest y'all chokin now gag nigga/
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In the hood i still do what i does/
14 on block pushin glocks, i was moving wit thugs/
shooting the snub, every weapon used wit a glove/
any nigga cutting eyes would get 2 in his mug/
whoevers hot i'm better holmes/
cause these hot lines that i spit can't be reached thru a telephone/
and the boretta holds 8 plus 8/
bullets be eating thru ya frame like a late buffet/
punchlines be my specialty/
so if a nigga wanna battle Ike, hotter than the sun is what he better be/
the game sharp enough to sit with pirahnas/
and crib in which i live is sicker than MADONNAS/
you niggas got dough, please/
yall DORITOS ass niggas, its not-yo-chesse (nacho cheese)
and don't front like you got those keys/
cause that'll give me a reason to pop those E's (Desert Eagles)/
im like the 1st, 2nd, and last/
cuase when i get a deal i want the 1st second to last,
hollaback
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yo what ya know about being out 12 o'clock
in the trap wit ya glock
Smokin a port cause ya nerves bad
you know niggas snitchin ,mad cause you make ya dough callin the cops
Sell until ya bomb bout gone
just to re-up hop out ya window lyin to ya moms
you know it hurts her to know what you do,
in order to survive you gotta move that weight so you can get yo cake
Don't get ot comfortable,keep ya mind focus
watch ya back,cause it takes less than 2 seconds
click,click,boom niggas will drop you like that
Lyricist fron the A
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Real niggas know when to post. I guess half of these niggas in here are not grown men....must be little boys. Let me seperate the difference.
I seperate the real from the fake, and the early from the late/
and the focused from the ones who can't concentrate/
yall wanna see me iced out pimped up/
muscles all ripped up, pockets chipped up/
i stay alert even when im down in the dirt/
i gotta handle my work and dimsantle these jerks/
i been a grown man since 10/
was pumping 40, now 225 i what im benching/
since then i done made a change/
im smarter than ever since chicks then gave the brain/
grown man over here, yall niggas are still growing/
yall talking about ice, the kid is still glowing/
im only 18 how i know so much/
roll a dutch and i'll show you some stuff (stay wit me)/
but i don't smoke, see the kid sip lightly/
im nice wit a fitted hat, jeans and a white/
labels hear about Ike and be signing him fast/
for yall to be this nice would take a lifetime and a half/
Grown man (chyeah)
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