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(*talking*)
Uh, ha, straight up, Sensei ha 2000 and 2 ha, ha It go down, S.U.C. for real Mobstyle for life, uh nigga [Chorus - 2x] And it`s M.O.B., money Over bullshit, you know me Keep it low key, what a nigga told me A nigga don`t know, what a nigga don`t see [Big Pokey] In this rap game I come, from the back of the pack Now they respect my work, like I`m packing a mack Everytime I sound check, I`m cracking the deck On track split wigs, like a x in the hat You know how I act in the Lac, I`m a hog T.V.`s back in the back, got to fall Texas boys crawl, like a nigga with his legs cut K bullets hit niggas, and they edge up Pay attention, focus nigga Third, Fourth and Fifth Ward rogus nigga 4-4, Southwest vaulters nigga Better have that on your mind, when you approach us nigga A bitch`ll jump fly, when they dose your hitter You G about it, be about it, you supposed to get her I get a broad pimp of grain, I need to be in the Pimp of Fame They think it`s hard, but it`s simple man [Chorus - 2x] [Big Pokey] I`m a gangsta, and I`m out of control Drink wrecking ice cold, but my vaults on swoll Pay the toll when you pass, it`s the bill collector Cocaine disector, come with Hannibal Lector Tell the visual projector, when I`m watching a flick I reckon need to had your chick, cause I got paper to get Hundred miles per hour, slowing down my viders Stampede the stateline, flood the booth with powder I`m balling nigga, three hundred-sixty degrees In the streets shedding cheese, you better recognize g`s Hollow T-I-P`s, choppers and barettas Fucking with my cheddar, I wet up niggas sweaters Young in the game, crunching on niggas like ab work And I`ma chase my paper stacks, till my calves hurt Feel that, take it from a real cat Or be a fool run up, and get your wig peeled back [Chorus - 2x] [Big Pokey] Pay attention cause you listening, to one of the rawest Cold as a meat locker, which as being I`m flawless Attitude hoggest, mentality doggest I pimp my bone, once from August to August I`m an animal, in the booth I`m a cannibal With a appetite like Hannibal, bitch I`m flammable I`m bout to lock it up, beneath the key S-E-N-S-E-I, that`s me Get ready for three minutes, of constant head rushing Crushing mice, it`s a verbal head busting I`m a mic ripper, plus a motherfucking bike flipper When I`m on the damn mic nigga I`m the real deal, like Evander Something boys really can`t handle, pull my scandal Uh, uncut cocaine Putting pressure on your brain, man [Chorus - 4x]
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