调：Ab major•
Intro 1
Ab
Verse 1
I wrote this rhyme in the alley
The tall can of C's steppin'
fresh out the valley
I'm hella fresh,
comin' straight to your chest
I blow a hole in your soul,
I'm constantly on the road
Cause in order to survive,
Bbm
Ab
But I'ma call you Ben cause you gentle
My crew's blowin' up like a pencil
So put it in your mouth
We're gonna show you
what this rap shit is really all about
We gon' turn this bitch out like Goldie
This club will still bump when it's a Odie
And if we still ain't sold
That'll be the biggest lie
you ever told me
Hold me back like a snack on the whack
And wash em down with a fifth of yak
It's like that,
Bb
Ab
You can ask his, just stay out my fears
Girl I'm off the hook,
I'm sending whack rhymes to the rafters
Turn up the skill factor
You biting raps like a raptor
You thought we was through
But this is still the first chapter
Before I go, can I get a ooh ooh
It's J -Wro, baby,
Now watch me run them up,
and gun them up with the shit
Rebel rhymin' from the licks, alcoholistics
All true with no tricks,
the infrared's pointed at they lips
And man they don't speak,
they keep the conversation petite
Bust that ass, super nigga
No problem, sit and drink a fifth
with my nigga James Robinson
Bbm
Ab
Bb
Check your alcoholic pulse
The liquid squad, the entourage,
get exquisite, get addicted, get exhibit
Fellas wanna test King Titsy but it's risky
He probably slap a nigga in
his mouth like a bitch, G
So kick blocks and step
back while I'm out
Outro 1
Ab
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