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504 BOYZ
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(feat. Afficial, Curren$y)

Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust

When there's beef best believe we bust

We can take it how you want it cuz we thuggin over here

Pure, uncut, raw butter over here

Yo you see the game getting better this year

They done put P with Afficial something better in here

I'm tryin to take em where they ain't been

Somethin out they price range

Ain't in they budget, you know they can't spend

Where we at, in a league of our own

And I know this chick now I'm tryin to meet at my home

So they can see the goods I got

About how there's one in every neighborhood

Strangers feel like they're tourin blocks

You know it ain't too hard to tell

That every member of my street team ain't too far from jail

And if he down then his book's healthy

You see, I don't only talk about the cars and the cribs, I look wealthy

Beef ain't a problem with us now

And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound

And let em think they playin with that

And imma show em with one squeeze, how 16's spray in ya back

I write my rhymes in the kitchen cuz my balls is cookin

Used to fuck average bitches now the stars is looking

Niggas scared and they shook, I can tell by their face

Cuz we hard to figure out, like the lock to a safe

I go to court the judge dropping the case

No blood as soon as I kill a nigga then I'm moppin the place

And I'm quick to pop the 8, that's just how I was raised

Desperado, name spread like the shells in the gauge

And age the major reason why they can't believe it

But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it

But they don't catch it till a year later

Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield

Your team don't squeeze, guess what, mines will

Or stop till there's a million a show like Seinfield

Plus we got the skill for this, any proven time

But this burner to your head, make you lose your mind nigga

I can feel the girls on my nuts, bout those Rolls and drops

Now it's hard to get her off like a Heiniken top

I got ten young boys on the block with them quarters

Nowadays I'm washin my car with spring water

Why you just try to send your man to merc me

You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes

I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one

See me face to face chump, watch me beat you like my son

You fucked up comin strong with the GOAT

Getting killed with no money now you dead broke

If the Liberty Bell rung it wouldn't stop this fight

Get buck like Bugsy and his men go hard all night

Nigga you heard my bars, you know I got a bad mouth

Furnished and customized, you know I got a bad house

Game over, Afficial in here

I live inside of a shape, my house the Hollywood Square nigga

Come thru in a white Viper with the rally stripes

A trunk hold 6 bodies if you stack em right

Same hits over the celly, sit back and write

They only found half of ya so your casket lite

Now your body real easy to carry

These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married

2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile

With a banana clip longer than the O.J. trial

Now let me find out you tried to put a stop to my sales

Put a hole through ya head like the top of a whale

If a nigga get knocked I can post my own bail

A million dollars in cash let me outta this cell

Man y'all niggas just beginners

I got enough bricks to rebuild the whole World Trade Center

Old school Regals, D's, and gold spinners

Everyday I got a different mink for the whole winter
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