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If peter piper pecked em i betcha biggie bust em
He probably tried to fuck him i told him not to trust him
Lyrically i dust em off like pledge
Hit hard like sledge hammers bitch with that platinum grammer
I am a diamond cluster hustler
Queen bitch supreme bitch
Kill a nigga for my nigga by any means bitch
Murder scene bitch
Clean bitch disease free bitch
Check it i write a rhyme, melt in your mouth like m&m's
Roll with the m.a.f.i.a. remember them?
Tell em when i used to mess with gentlemen
Straight up aposttles, now strictly niggaz that jostle
Kill a nigga for the figure, how you figure?
Your cheddar would be better, beretta inside of beretta
Nobody do it better
Bet cha i wet cha like hurricanes and typhoons
Got buffoons eatin my pussy while i watch cartoons
Seat the loon, this rap pam grier's here
Baby drinkers beware, mostly dolce wear
Frank fill niggaz lives for one point five
While you struggle and strive we pick which benz to drive
The m.a.f.i.a. you wanna be em
