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On the corner, my block this, my block that
Broke corner boys don't on that crib yet
I'ma give y'all the work, that's why I'm on the jets
Hit my line when you need another distro batch
Talkin' bout man you shot shit and you got gats
If it's a problem man pull up nigga where you at
And fuck your dead homies man you ain't seen shit yet
I Turn ya whole block pussy to the real Iraq
And if you gettin' money man, put your guys on
I can't wait man to turn these fuckin' showers on
And your man the dick eater don't co-sign that
Cheerleader pom-pom man he get wacked
Nervous ass he need his nigga's lil' asthma attack
Ya girl in my story she must wanna get kidnapped
And she lovin' it my nigga so she ain't comin' back
Hand around her throat man so she comin' back
Keep running back like a runnin' back
Just give me one night nigga you can't have her back
Top of her lungs man she screamin' oh god, like goddamn leaf baby I wanna have your child
All this fuckin' I'm hungry I need some five guys
If not five guys man I need my wings fried
But baby girl only got enough for some pot pies
Cause I ain't even rich yet I ain't even get signed
But please believe me my nigga I'm a mastermind
Now back to you weird niggas clown times
I'ma show you fools man how to get by
First you find a connect then you wait a while
It might rain for a while but it's gon' shine
And when it start to shine man put an overtime
Or get left in the dust nigga, waste of time
Fuck outta here man yo get off my line