fuck rap

i'm off the molly

official street nigga

i never been a broke nigga

i sold weed i sold coke nigga

that pistol was my only hope nigga

i'm not a rapper i'mma street pope nigga

i know how to hustle so fuck rap

i know how to rob so fuck rap

i might not ever get a deal so fuck rap

i'm just tryna keep it real fuck rap

these niggas don't keep it real

these niggas ain't street forreal

i shoot

i kill

do you know how many times i almost got killed?

my insides are ill

they don't know how i feel

my whole hood struggling either help or keep your deal

i keep a pistol beside me

i wish a nigga would try me

it was a nigga that tried me

now he in the sky rest in peace

i be off that molly

nurse can't find my ivy

don't move without my choppa

i swear we should have been siamese

these niggas pussies alley boy voice

i'mma big dog but i gotta lil voice

eazy did it

and boosie did it

so glizzy gon do it

we the fuckin realest

if this shit don't work then i might have to rob you

got a gun that sounds like a motorcycle don't make me pull the throttle

you ain't never seen your uncle put cocaine in his nostrils

streets hottest youngin motherfuck the fire marshall

out here goin ham

my man done killed my man

might have to kill my other man if he tell on my man

my crush became a groupie

haters became fans

naww they wasn't sleeping on me they was just on the zan

blogs don't post my shit

it's too real dot com

authentic and i'm named after a firearm

i'm bout to blow bin lauden gave me a rap bomb

forever tre seven

i put that on my arms