Yeah, okay
Yeah, ayy, my nig—, no
I don’t know, somethin’ about that didn’t feel like the right spot
I’ma turn this b#tch up
Yeah, ayy, huh?
Yeah, ayy, huh? [B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-boom]
My n#gg#s shooters ’cause they revolutionary not hoodlum
Head in the cover said it make ’em feel like Muslim
God’s layin’ in the beats, the 808’s a bosom
Pop that fool, paow, real n#gg#s need kushin’
And that’s something that my broski
Been rappin’ since “Big Cat [Laflare]”
That’s on Oakland
n#gg#s smokin’ raw dope, bowl full of poki
I cannot relate, I’m high, p#ss# you potential
Work, Jimmy Kimmel, too fat you a
Oh boy, that’s a rental, business crackin’ in the trench
Your n#gg# is a simp and your momma is a wench
n#gg#s hate to love you, b#tch, you really readin’ Willie Lynch
Yo momma is a wench
Yo, what? Yo
Yo momma a wench
Ayy, y’all can hear this and y’all can hеar me?
Okay, there’s anothеr drop in here, I’ma wait for that one I think
Pull up like I’m
All my dawgs cute like a gaggle of Corgis
Rappin’ so good that they cannot ignore me
Turn my nina on a cop, that’s that
Look, I’m unusual, I’m hyper-Coolio, a Gangsta Paradise
Come with snakey eyes, that’s a, ah
n#gg# this ain’t no drill this is overkill
I go static behind the mic, ah
I go static, b#tch, you don’t know Jal—, ah
I go static, b#tch, you don’t know Jalil
I’m morta-real, that make me hyperreal, not hyperbole
Me and the clique, we just clicked, that’s a hyperlink, ah
My ambition’s like a rider so that’s hyperdrive
Went from a hyper kid to makin’ good of hypermind
Ayy, hold on, hold on
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