Got You One

Silent President

Mixtape

Yo, Get the fuck up over here

Lil' B, what it do!

I speaks for the killaz

Never speak on rapping

Long blood line

Never speak on trappin'

Nobody happy over here only drugs and guns

America you gotchu one

Because the game so sick, you went and copped you one

Pulled over by the cops, now you rockin' one

Ten year beater is the new probation

With your head lookin' down while you sittin at the station

'Cuz you made a mistake, survival in the hood

You won't catch a break, be smart

Don't be no dummy

Don't buy no dope

Nigga save your money

My homie twenty, four with two fourteens

He seventeen

Won't see him

'Till he 37

Niggaz shed blood, thinkin' they gon' go to heaven

You robbin' niggaz, that's the way you gon' lose your blessings

Sit down, be patient through the hard times.

You gon' get way more in the long run

But I see some people, is examples

But I ain't no muthafuckin test pay attention

Niggaz catchin AIDS from freakin' these hoes raw

Like 'Pac said, God I been lying to ya

But really God, is in your inner soul

But that's too deep for you motherfuckers to fathom

I keep my mouth closed and keep my eyes open

Cuz the jail time owe me

Niggaz say too much

They try to black-mail me

Never scared but I see you niggaz snitchin'

The whole world is populated by bitches.

And I still play on defense

Until I'm out the hood these suckaz won't catch a break

Don't come in my yard

I won't touch yours'

Don't touch my dominoes

Won't fuck witcha house

Boy complete house over here, this the gold house

I'm the one who's gon' grind through the fuckin drought

I'm the one with the rock and the T-R-U

I'm the one singin' haters what the fuck you gon' do

It's Lil' B, Lil Boss who the fuck is you bitch

One time for the one time...

Like I said, Silent President mixtape

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