20 Bag Shorty

Jay-Z]

No more reason I gotta prove to be da illest MC

Somthing's wrong wit ya motor skills cause y'all ain't movin me

I'm who you see musically when you want it done hot

Comparin' you to me is a lesson in futility stop

I paint pictures beautifully but niggaz is near sighted

Don't worry about plagerist it'll take em years to bite it

Which the greatest fears I don't write it

It just appears outta nowhere like the information contain by the physic

Like it or not I pay dues and expect to be paid back

Why da fuck should I freestyle I'm gettin paid to rap

I sling a track laid back almost till it's a sin

Tell ya god somebody's doin a good job impersonatin' him

J-Hova spittin game from da range rover

What tha fuck is y'all doin in da third lane get over

Slow ya rode up I got it sewed up like a tella

Relatively easy like jerry hella

Cream is cherry vanilla got chicks in da telli

Belly up soundin like mayhelia tryna tell y'all

Y'all know da style burn da town

Down and change the locale I'm doin da same shit except its legit

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Got a twenty cart shorty better play that shit

You owe me twenty baby better pay that shit

Got twenty bag son better blaze that shit

They said I wasn't seeing twenty but I made dat shit

[Gotti]

Pimp Gotti get da dues in them double down

Like them kids with tips who tops down

Bricks who get money quick see me

representin bomb city on da bill block rockin' mic's

Before they get a mill I sold pills all night

The illest outta life got my mind on fate

Cause even on tour nigga still ain't safe

I keep a tre eight on my left smoke a L for stress countin dirt bag lex

I be da X like malcom puff for now dunn east side represent wit tons of guns

You keep it real where you from

Cause where you at might put da dagger in yo back

Its like livin wit yo homey that be on crack

And fact my niggaz know my styles phat like hoes in da El Dorado

My mind toatin fuck em duck em

Any thing but da main gun I don't trust em

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[Boo]

Move wit da nigga huh from man chilla

Burge shit word shit I slpurge big scrilla

Observe when you work spit bird shit killah

Not to be purterb with...herb shit deala

Can make me feel y'all foreal ya tock ticking

Bust a rapper bust a cap hustler stop flinching

You fresh off the corner calling dog shit brog shit

Soon as you feel that sog shit you be like oh shit (stoooooop)

Broke niggaz resort the glass looking

Opposite the track ass whooping

Opposite the black class hooker the fat ass fooker

Triple your cash criple your stash pass shooker

The past ain't never the last to teach lessons

My peeps fucking up in the streets keep guessing

Brew don't becomming a preach I be blessing

Lotta kids commmin out da wrong way like sea sections

Know da bro gone flow even if it cross shorts

Fuck weed cop coke cause da shit cost more

But niggaz say I floss to much

but when I take it off and such they say I lost my touch

Those bitches like the money I wear

What its funny how they stare

Dumb bunnies with they cunnin' little glare

Shorty let me see the tail if its really that shittin

She hit me with a felion a young pair kitten

My boy hit that shit now every body smitten

Even holdin snow balls and I ain't talkin bout mittens

what I talkin bout mittens foreal

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