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OuterSpace, Doap Nixon, & Lawrence Arnell•Audio Oficial (YouTube API)

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QD shit

What up, player?

Blood brothers, nigga

L, what up?

Crip, dog, while I'm at work

I can take yours

I'm taking it back to nickel bag

Damn big

Yo, the money is clean, the car is washed and

Now the hood respect me, the boys are stopping

But I ain't into making friends with the next chick

Not at all

I'm trying to put a quarter mil of gems in my necklace

I'm getting cocky but poppy not pussy

Loose strip rock up the cookie then you chop it and push it

Like chemistry

Better yet a game show

All it take is one good spin then your name blows

But the jealousy gon come like puberty

First it's who is he- Then that looks be scrutiny

Some cats can take it, I love it, I want more of it

But once it stop, you flop, you better score quick

Cross seas touring, feeling like my life changed

Slight strange, getting head up in the white range

These snake labels really bugging for real

Pardon self, fake niggas really bugging for deals, uh

Yeah

War child, nigga

Okay

QDOS official

These niggas acting like it can't happen

I blast rapid, I pass rapping

Demand action, last dragon the last laughing

Demand ransom, find dirt to get my hands in

Outer space, cue the minute, we back at it again

Right hand so hot it could splatter the pen

Your team used to be the shit, what happened to them?

They paying top dollars to capture these gems

Converted Christians waiting for this rap shit to end

Each flow is a Maserati, not raggedy Benz

Will we ever sell out?

Now that'll depend

I got a daughter to feed, a baby boy to raise

Expensive Henny habit, they need toys to play

What's the difference between me and you, man?

You get pushed around, get ridiculed and

I'm a fucking giant, you minuscule man

Y'all niggas hate your lives, you're pitiful

This ain't fair, man, we shouldn't be doing this to them, you know?

It's obvious that you ain't heard about me

If you did, you wouldn't be using them words around me

So 'fore we move on, I'll introduce myself

My name's Lawrence, but you can call me Mr

The sickest rapper since aluminum foil

I don't play games, but I got toys for you

The SRT, the blue Dodge Ram

Can I burn gas money?

See the stages ain't safe when I get on the mic

And your face just ain't safe, you don't say what I like

If you need me, come see me, I'm neon green

You can't miss me, red dots and laser beams

I play for the team that's playing for the ring

Out of space, too deep, we running the scene

Got my head in the game and y'all about to see '

Cause King Kong ain't got shit on me, ya heard?

L, what they gonna do after they hear this, man?

It's heavy metal right here

No match for the jewel of the Nile

I break necks and take checks from whoever's around

I take calls if there's money involved

But no dough mean no show, dawg, I can't evolve, uh

I think you niggas got a problem to solve

If not, save up chips and stop playing with dolls

This is grown man rap in my zone that's that

No clones, more homes, I control that stack

QD got a point to prove

In the lab with 16s, do a joint, then move

Believe it or not, my team too hot

I'm a giant, I step up on your team and rock

Nigga, I don't like no cords on my mic

So let me introduce my liquid sword to your life

And my wife only built for Cubans

This is verbal intercourse and you can't stop the movement

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