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"Mayhem Music"
[feat. Chubby Jag And Arab T.G.O.P]

It's that shit right here
Dollar bill dreams
My nigga Jag, Cassidy
Chubby Swag Jag
Mayhem Music nigga
Cassidy, the hustla
And I've got my man ARAb, top goon of Philly
DJ Thorough
It's Mayhem Music

Look, on my mama he a basic chillin'
Heard he in the streets, he dealin' flip more, Rick the villain
Big chief, I be smokin' in my TB chillin'
My little goon just caught a body but at least he killin'
For show the nicest part bullets rip your spine apart
Ice got me drawning, niggas clowinin'. Watch us clumb the charts
Oh yea, I grind with sharks. I was with 'em last night
Come to things, I'm the one they come to with the glass pipes
Stackin' on my stacks just so I can get my cash right
While with the coka, runnin' miles on my mass pipe
But I don't double them. I don't got a Maybach
Soon as niggas spend I'm thinkin' what niggas could make back
Hit up Abby, I sent him 2, he send me 8 back
Gorilla, where my apes at? I'll rock you nigga asap
Niggas is jokin', somebody told me makes back
Well, tell me where the cake at. The jews and the safe at
The train, A clap. I'm ridin' with fats that don't slip
You talkin' out the side of your neck, blaw
My whole team workin', I come for the cream cousin
We see you fakin', I see you straight like I'm mean muggin'
Yea, I'll be bustin' in my sleep like I'm dream fuckin'
The smoke comin' out the barrow like a steam oven
I'll be rippin' the pipe hard, the stiff in the rod
That's why my trips to the night, yea, I be shippin' the blocks
I'm mad happy, I'm filled with punches, I'm Jag happy
Couldn't cut it in school but now I'm stab happy
And now I've got the bad bitches getting mad at me
Everything cost, gotta pay me just to grab at me
Got to the bak and the teller throwin' bags at me
Car lot, got the car, dealer throwin' Jags at me
We on that new shit, rain man in the booth seat
Work in the trunk like a roo sip, we too thick
I'm runnin' like bad tiers, been workin' on mad tier
Jag fired, got the Family Guy on, it's Quagmire
Nigga I'm scorchin', I'm past fire, lava land
I come from south central, the home of a lot of champs
I got a camp that I roam with and you got us amped
My name been up in the streets like I got a stamp
I'm too hot with the blue rocks in my diamond bag
We buzzin' like hornets, I'm ballin' out in my Cayman back

Yea, I'm getting the best A's from some essays
Fuck my niggas workin', they grindin' til all their debts paid
Believe me, you could get greezy like fresh wades
Run up on you, pull a gun up on you long as my left leg
Y'all folk would get your jaw broke or your chest cage
I use the Gillette blade to cut you like a fresh fave
I'm always on my job, I never get no rest days
I'm sittin' on the yolk like a fresh laid nestle
I just cop the watch with the guap that I've just made
The racks C through like my watch got X ray
And I'm a sex slave for punta on cunta
Kent 8, I'm str8 like 6 o'clock but you're Bengay
I don't know how them other men play, I've gotta get guap
So I'll be chopin' them plots like I'm a sensei
Comprende? My clientele order quarters
I could make that white bitch swim in some boiling water
And I've got your chick open like a C section
Giving me neck and she don't have no gag reflex
You'll be tricking 'em bitches, I'm having free sex
My homies like remix, every night a freak fest
She a freak with some double D breasts
I'm fly as a pterodactyl, she eat the meat like a T-Rex
Fuck the BS. I'm movin' that Ryan Seacrest
Grindin', shinin' like a diamond, VVS
Yea, I'm on the strip to the packet bong
Lookin' for a nigga I could empty out the ratchet on
I clap the drone on the same strip that I'm trapping on
Big kids get that in the same hits, they hat is on
I got a lot of diamonds and a lot of platinum on
Cause I rap and I made this track that I'm rappin' on
These rap cats I be snackin' on
Fuck it! I'm cold blooded. In the summer time I need a jacket on
Cats is dron, I'd better get Lucy Lu
I'm wearin' shoes, a Gucci belt and some Gucci shoes
I left this groupie with a coochie bruise
And a red ass cause I had trash with her coochie coo
Kiss my back side
I just bought a coup and made the back seat give the roof a piggy back ride
And the pink change colors like a kitty cat eye
That's crack nigga, cause I'm the shit like crack litter
It's a rap nigga

They say money make the world spin
I'm at the Louie store, spendin' like a whirlwind
And put your RA cryin' 'bout a girlfriend
I'd rather get the pyrex and drop your end
I get straight to the pussy, no foreplay
I was sittin' in jail for a short stay
And let that nigga show up on court day
I'm a show him a moon in broad day
AK street sweep, no duff pan
Cut grams, play the corners like a cut man
I left school, used to hang in the hookie house
I dropped all N word and pulled the cookie house
Big money, gotta count for 3 days
White girl, I make you drop like D Wade
Perk Lee, Sour D, you're the pea haze
I had your girl tell me I've got 3 legs
I be with goons that take lives
10 stacks to the ground when I shake dice
Bad bitch in the car, that's straight dike
Fat ass with jaw like a great white
Night horror, move it all on the late night
20 large in my drawer but I could take flight
I'm in LA, I'm a Road Runner
So fuck lap, I'm getting burned for the lil numbers
I'm a rich taker, I get big paper
I've got a Mag 32 for my brick playaz
Or EA's just a set and I'm the dictator
20 grand is a bet and that's shit paper
I took a brown paper bag to the car lot
Drove off, red Jag and his hard top
I carry big guns thata make a car stop
Give my young'un 9 soft and get a mall shot
I used to walk around with hoes in my snickers
Now my block move night hoes in my sleep
Rolled from the streets and live in the line of fire
Pull up, bang on 'em, stock myer
I got nigga thata bring it to your mom homes
Hidin' in the bush, 30 shot, 9 off
So what your life like? I showed you what mine about
Sellin' weed, rock bricks, I took 9 out
I get guap, I was raised on a drug block
I'm a goon, I keep a mass in the glove box
We was poor, we didn't get to eat our grub hot
Now I'm at the car lot with a drugnot

Mayhem Music

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