My hat sit lower than my eyes/
i told niggas i was gonna shine i aint show up by surprise/
man i analyze you guys, dudes are hot/
but one mistake and like Clinton u lose ya spot/
dom't talk beef cuz i'll bring the toasters to you/
and pop up ya whole block like a toaster strudle/
my money is long, and yours like a broken noodle/
place the burner in ya mouth and let it open thru u/
and whenever its crunchtime, my niggas on frontline/
Baltimore niggas known to pack and dump 9's/
the kid is so smooth when the rap is in play/
you hear me now, i was twice as sick back in the day/
dudes doing all that yapping, its gay so please stop it/
you walking wit the gun for safety, please lock it/
u see me in the streets and im flashing ice/
you could only sit and wish that you were half as nice/
i ain't a hustler, but for weight, we would slash the price/
i got a chick that roll sweet, and she bag it tight/
Lets keep that a hundred.
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