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I'm from the home of the liquor, talk slicker
Where guns spark quicker, on four
Them niggas better walk you, take the long way home
My finger and this barrel so long
Like Pinocchio's nose my list of foes
closed, air tight like Mystikal's cornrows
Expose rap niggas, take hoes from rap
Never said shit when seen me, get your toe tag nigga
The Compton lyricist, you niggas can't get this
Used to tap Dre on the like, "Nigga come hear this shit"
He thinkin' he slick and shit, sweeter than licorice
Los Angeles god, we mob like
from Queensbridge or Brooklyn but we done shook ones
Bullets, I took some, crack, I done cook some
Don't you there and look dumb
Ain't no honor amongst thieves, especially when the come
Lives, I done some

When I look around I something tell me
That I'm the type of you could be down for
And I be hearing say they gon' kill me
And be the type of niggas I think I should a move on
But I came to let you know I that heat for real

I kicks in doors when your rap bars is
I pull up floors and take charges with me
Aventador as I explore the
Phillipe's with my henchmen, nigga, to Jimmy
You could be in the Hudson, it's nothin'
Think I'm bluffin'? Guns cocked, say
Ain't too many real niggas in here rap shit
The soft when Plies getting slammed and shit
I feel like Mayweather in May
Whoop the white nigga ass, it might pay
Got my Timbs on the gas in grey sweater
Tag Coogi, I bet you'd be cautious if you knew me
girl tryna do me, hoochie, groupie
She catch up on a Gucci, baby, no, I'm out like Karrueche
Gave me that BJ so I slid in bazooki
And that's my I'm the
You fuck me, I'm your bitch, stupid

When I look I hear something tell me
That I'm the of nigga you could be down for
And I be hearing say they gon' kill me
And be the type of I think I should make a move on
But I came to let you I keep that heat for real