YAL STILL ANI;T LEGIT I SEE OVER 10 PEOPLE ON HERE STILL TALKING SHYT SAYING LIES GEUSS YAL FOO ANI;T READY FOR DEATH LYKE YAL READY TO DIE I MAKE MONEY OF THE STREET I HUSTLE HUSTLERS I HUSTLE BYTCHES TRYIN BE SYNTCHES LYKE I DO TO OTHER DRUG DEALERS I'M BIG HUGE LYKE NATOURIUS B.I.G I GOT WEED COMING FROM ACROSS THE SEE I GOT CASH YAL NEVER SEEN JUS STOP WITH THE ROCKS WATS IT GONNA TAKE I GOT YAL ON YOUR KNEES YOUR FEET CEMENTED AND BOUT TO BE THORWN IN THE LAKES GOTA YOUR BODY SHOOK LYKE YOUR BODY SHAKES BUT YET HAVE IN FLIP LYKE I DO TO DYKE WHO ANI;T RIGHT bang bang GOOD NITE YOUR LAST LIGHT YOUR LAST SITE NOW YOU IN THE PAST THE LAST WORDS THE LAST BREATH YOU DIE KUZZ OF MY GUNBLAST........

yes the prince in here i own the block wit glock cocked

look we got thos fo sho look u spittin still talkin shit nigga aint bout nothing got lilkids in the cut sreamin stop frontin money makerz shottin bullets at cha got u doing the salt shaker look bastard lookin at me dont get captured u sound retard naw matter of fact dont shot next when u walkin through my hood watch yo back got u sayin its like that yup now what keep talkin dont get fuck up treat u like leaves dont get rake up get bang up i rep the south shit i stay crunk ent now mess wit it dem boys on the block rocn authentics hahah u mad cause u cant afford it awwww aint that cute look dont get duced got snipers on the buildin lookin when u get hit u through blood on the street face misplace cops lookin at my glock on my waist he be like gimme that my boys roll up like naw thats the prince left full of money right full of clips dont trip they be askin fo more my grill attract girls i spitt at her put her in my world i gots this now battle it i got the championship belt bang that pussy up got it ova slept yup i got 3's when we in the hood u play take back shit we play fo keeps fuckin wit the hustlers u get hit fuckin wit my niggas u meet the heats dick between yo girl legs my glock to the cheek now say something i send boys around in front of yo house i be that boss bullets runnin faster that randy moss nigga got fresh kick how much cost boy car the same color as cranberry sauce shit i be that superstar/TALKIN:NOW U SPIT HAHAHA