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Hanz on he yo beast Meth lab we gon' feast Mad now call him Cheech Meth man got the Keef Street lights in the buildin' Wu bang for the children Ya know the Staten, and we the best Come meet these killers in the flesh Five thousand dollas on the luv sofa Stealin' public houses with them luv coca Still luv the culture and them bud smokers But to my soldiers that cross line, that luvs ova See I ain't neva wrote a raps ova A loss cost but a win free, just ask sofa Situation fishy like some bad chocha Or y'all just tryin' to twist me like some bad yoga (flow) Part kill, nigga, what it is Nowadays I got bills and kids Like bills in that type of shit These niggas busy tryin' to keep it lit Homie lyin' on the smartphone (stop lyin') I'm tryin' to tell 'em need to stop Holmes This shit ain't bout eatin' babies And have 'em have me actin' crazy I'm 2 hot and still fire, baby And 2Pac is still alive, baby I luv my family 'cause they mine baby They get the squeezin' like Liam Neeson You try and take me Whateva happen to them crack babies Hell, I don't know where the knowledge Smokin' some crack maybe And I don't know where ya rappers gettin' yo batch lately Before ya rappers, its a rap send in a fat lady It's like my killers they on call dog Do ya dirty call ya boss hog Terminate 'em like a loss job I see his death to all those fake frauds I swear to god I'm so serious Got me gettin' these guns if ya curious I said the stat and we the best From killin' out here to the west Got lavels callin' 'cause I rhyme slick You, you never get the ring, you like a side chick Ask berry crock where them pies trick The dark knight and I'm back Robin no sidekick See I ain't lyin' when that lie lit I touch a cloud, it only raise when I spit I'm tryna tell these rappers when I spit Update the app in yo Iphones like Iquick