PUT ANOTHER BEAT ON (PABO)

Alright, check this out, man Put another beat on...I'm affiliated, nigga Critics need silencin, I don't need a silencer Why bother bodying niggas and wasting hollow tips When I probably could've went to Harvard on a scholarship But I was more enthused with moving pounds and making molly flip um Still in the streets, stuck like polygrip But I could pass a polygraph, hurry, I got a Pie to grab My mental comes out in pencils Depending if I repent it, supplemented by the saints And the demented it's simple, but so complex Nothing like a condo, I would put the nine to your chest You a rondo, pronto, from Baton Rouge out to Toronto shh I'ma let the drums blow, meant to say the trumpets But since we talkingbout bands, you gon' make me get the guns, hoe nosey ass niggas call em gonzo, I still make niggas sweat with my funds, low I still make niggas sweat with my funds, low My hat low, brim stay on my nose Tape my tablet to my chest just like a vest so I can stay on my flows Stay on the block like I play on the post, and F*ck an assist, I rebound and I re-score so I stay on my toes Big grip rolls so I stay on the hoes and I don't stay in suburban, but I still stay on the go or either parked in the park, lamping out in Dallas Thuggin' real hard in the Hampton out in Cali I'm bout my loot and dollars, new coups, 2' impalas insides all Snoop blue, red roof with gliders 22s the shoes, my team super-riders Chillin' like Luigi, but hatin' bring the koopa out us im bout my skrilla, my scratch, but in the meantime I mean rhyme, grindin steady killin' the track A clean nine to ya neck, I tell her get in the back Hold her for ransom, or forensics , is getting ya back, you feel me