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I keep the muscle pounding
Left right up and downing
I effin son u locks (how)
leave u f***ing grounded
in the dirt 6 feet, yea ass surrounded
ya hear the sound of tech clips
ya heart is pounding
you headed on a death trip
Im bout to make my next flip
dick in ya girl, tongue on her breast tips
I keep her working from the dawn to the breakfast
Ice froze like the North Pole on my left wrist
The kid keep a couple rocks on the necklace
clips in the stash box, dimes in the lexus
if u ain't know, ANT is the best clique
just wait on the next hit, ya weights gets rejected
cuz I got fiends waiting on the next hit
we stay with the best bricks
fiends stray from the next clique
I stay with the lead hip, u totin man
when I push vanilla coke, I ain't talking soda cans

Hysider

I hang on blocks
watch me slang them rocks
and lose keys
cuz my games on lock
catch me chillin in a dangerous spot
when I aim a glock
niggaz run but i got the aim on locks
u must be buggin
cuz u don't be hustlin
with ya musty cousins
You the family man
and a wonderful husband
whose wife his calls him locks
but when she saw my cock
she was stayed to the public
this track is digusting holmes
cuz real n*** clutch they chrome while bump my songs
it was smart of u to duck this long
so what i gut ya moms
cuz u sleep in the bed we be nuttin on
u a man who can't dance or rap
in a site full of prancing fags
who were pants from gap
and as soon as I get the plans for that
I'ma put planet rap on the planet map, nigga