16 of the Realest barz
Again, Lucci' up in, the spot, cooking, up something, hot.
and if I'm not in, a chic' ear, a bad bitch' she not.
I'm not hollering, broad' not worth bothering, so stop.
Plus, nine times outta ten, bet its her friend, who's hot.
and in the hood' they bump me like Pac, and I admit.
It feels good, to have the game' in knots, like lickerish.
got numbers, so, you can count on me to spit, the realest scripts.
and counting body's I'll bring you on seen, you'll see I'lla shit.
show you mean, lucci' be that gillateen, on your shoulders.
put a price, on your head, and watch a Fein' knock it off, for tha boulder
put a knife, in my hand, watch me draw blood' nigga, what?
replace, that with a pipe' now its your life, or your luck.
If I'm not written, I'm blowing' on some bud, sitting back.
probably, with one of my women' chilling, getting, skull' in fact.
Fo' sho', who you know, with moe flow control, onna track.
nobody, so let 'em know, Lucci got air' to blow rap, like a sack.
never whack, for ever strapped, keep back' just cus.
know some blood's, know some folk's, know some peep's and some thug's.
I know a few who' don't or do stuff, but its all luv.
so fuck what you heard, you heard it all before' tha plug.
and rarely, do I make luv, I prefer' lust, its realer.
Quick to switch onna bitch, after tha first nut, I gave her.
yeah lucci, that nigga, promise, loot, before, I rid her.
promise, its suit's, Dobbs' and gator boot's, before, them kid's of her's.
I'm a M.A.C.K, working onna PIMP's, pay, and you tricks hate.
I gave you time, and you ran outta cake, buying me big steak's.
only seeing my way, and that's not' at a time, price, or place.
yesterday, took the yacht' down to tha lake, today flying, outta state.
and wait never that, when I say lets break" be packed.
you see me today, I leave tonight, and may never come back.
so let me end this, sense' I been in it, for minutes.
Here's sixteen of the realest barz, ever invented
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