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  • We keep it hoppin' like the cars with the shocks
    We spittin' heat on your block
    We new to the game, but runnin' the spot
    Numbin' your knot with baselines that'll make ya neck break
    This rook'll take your queen and put ya king in checkmate
    Open your mind without makin' ya meditate
    We real champs, y'all just featherweight
    Time to get it straight,
    I push your wig back
    Crew loaded up with extra bread like a
    Big MacBeefin' with us?
    We're leavin' you face down
    Stompin' ***** rappers like
    I'm straight outta
    A-TownRunnin' the playground like it was a track meet
    Shoes on the whip that be bigger than
    Shaq's feet
    We into big things, bank account's overgrown
    All types of cheese, swiss, cheddar, provolone
    Guaranteed to burn wax like candles
    Track hittin' hard to the head like shots of
    Jack Daniels
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    It's Trademark the truth, laid back, aloof
    I'm God, as if you needed some proof
    You ain't hard
    I can see it on you,
    I need a roof
    **** a droptop, crop if
    I'm creepin' on you
    Click-clack nickel back knickknacks if you got heaters on you
    Spittin' back live rounders, with five pounders
    If we meetin' on two,
    I put a beatin' on you
    Your sound's tired buddy, that's why
    I'm sleepin' on you
    We lean back in the ride, with cream stackin' the rawhide
    The sound of
    God slide with a raw vibe
    Straight military camel clothes ash brown boots
    So sick, I've been handlin' flows
    Since enamel was gold tooth and branded by low
    You cold **** like
    Eskimo hoes at 7 below
    You slow, you be the last to think
    My hands seen more ******' dirt than bathroom sinks
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    I got punks, dumps and switches, dump chumpses *******
    We feed you to the sharks, you can sleep with the fishes
    Clean you like dishes but
    I ain't no busboy
    You ain't family, you ain't earnin' my trust boy
    Seen too many ******* that'll double cross ya
    We bring more drama than the
    Laker roster
    Get the click pissed, ain't nobody can save ya
    Throw heat without lookin' like
    Fernando Valenzuela
    Marc Predka's the name, the rest of you lame
    I'm ego drivin', seen with different women, every size and frame
    I refine my game by ******' famous *******
    But it's all the same, it's just ex to the next
    For *** or brain, misses or
    MrsMarried or not, my game don't stop
    It's cars bars bonds and stocks you ain't see my flow
    Y'all are small-time suckers like a knee-high hoe
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
  • We keep it hoppin' like the cars with the shocks
    We spittin' heat on your block
    We new to the game, but runnin' the spot
    Numbin' your knot with baselines that'll make ya neck break
    This rook'll take your queen and put ya king in checkmate
    Open your mind without makin' ya meditate
    We real champs, y'all just featherweight
    Time to get it straight,
    I push your wig back
    Crew loaded up with extra bread like a
    Big MacBeefin' with us?
    We're leavin' you face down
    Stompin' ***** rappers like
    I'm straight outta
    A-TownRunnin' the playground like it was a track meet
    Shoes on the whip that be bigger than
    Shaq's feet
    We into big things, bank account's overgrown
    All types of cheese, swiss, cheddar, provolone
    Guaranteed to burn wax like candles
    Track hittin' hard to the head like shots of
    Jack Daniels
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    It's Trademark the truth, laid back, aloof
    I'm God, as if you needed some proof
    You ain't hard
    I can see it on you,
    I need a roof
    **** a droptop, crop if
    I'm creepin' on you
    Click-clack nickel back knickknacks if you got heaters on you
    Spittin' back live rounders, with five pounders
    If we meetin' on two,
    I put a beatin' on you
    Your sound's tired buddy, that's why
    I'm sleepin' on you
    We lean back in the ride, with cream stackin' the rawhide
    The sound of
    God slide with a raw vibe
    Straight military camel clothes ash brown boots
    So sick, I've been handlin' flows
    Since enamel was gold tooth and branded by low
    You cold **** like
    Eskimo hoes at 7 below
    You slow, you be the last to think
    My hands seen more ******' dirt than bathroom sinks
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    I got punks, dumps and switches, dump chumpses *******
    We feed you to the sharks, you can sleep with the fishes
    Clean you like dishes but
    I ain't no busboy
    You ain't family, you ain't earnin' my trust boy
    Seen too many ******* that'll double cross ya
    We bring more drama than the
    Laker roster
    Get the click pissed, ain't nobody can save ya
    Throw heat without lookin' like
    Fernando Valenzuela
    Marc Predka's the name, the rest of you lame
    I'm ego drivin', seen with different women, every size and frame
    I refine my game by ******' famous *******
    But it's all the same, it's just ex to the next
    For *** or brain, misses or
    MrsMarried or not, my game don't stop
    It's cars bars bonds and stocks you ain't see my flow
    Y'all are small-time suckers like a knee-high hoe
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust
    Y'all, ***** crews, don't wanna **** with us
    Y'all bound to lose, another one bites the dust