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Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ****
No brains. 2x
D-BOOGZ VERSE:
I'm being watched **** saying who the fuck is him
Well this Boogz Lil **** under the fuckin brim
Kimbo slice of this rap game I'm punchin in
My bars like a fat **** pounds I got tons of them
And they call me king author in his prime
GQ **** you gon always see me walking wit a dime
And the way I'm fleeing the scene they callin me pine
I transformed into some shit optomis prime
I'm feeling good killin in the survival mode
While y'all online searching for the cheat code
Listen I flows wit the beat wit the beat I flow
So y'all can make like micheal dog and beat it yo
I be the grand champ so you and ya feet can flow
I'm on my grizzly brand new creature flow
Mixed wit 50 jay-z and Biggie yo
I'm on my henny flow lettin the city know
Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ****
No brains. 2x
BREEZE DRILEST VERSE:
Listen everybody keep talkin that spit sick bars shit
But the truth is they belong in glad bags they garbage
Not like me my verses is under water its wavy
Like the spinners on the head of Dwayne wade b
These bitches ain't touchin me I'm one of rapes best
They really needing some direction like a map quest
I smoke bitches on the mic like a hot tip
I can back back it up that's why y'all pop shit
I get **** heated when I spit straight Ether
But **** still gon give me my respect like aretha
So sit here let me teach ya, in this imma professor
I spit more flows than ya average nothing lesser
Just call me an investor theirs money in my rhymes
While bitches out here spittin mother goose lines
But now it's my time to finish their career
Cuz BREEZE DRILEST is the nicest in this year
Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ****
No brains. 2x
FREE MURDA VERSE:
Listen all dogs ain't going to heaven
Killin is wat I train for like I'm going to nevins
Mac eleven hold it sideways
Hit em in his head knock all five braids
Ddhaaa ddhaaa spooky out here
I'm shittin on **** think I dokied out their
Had to give ya moms cheese homie who cares
I want my palms greased like I'm bout to do hair
Free Murda is the handle yeah I said it
You ain't got to be a Camel to feel this hot dessert
Eagle Turn em into ghost see through
Now you on the floor low post peeyew
Left a **** stankin, fuck is **** thinkin
Fuck wit dead presidents not one of them is Lincoln
One of them franklin yeah I get puss
Mad leg around me **** like octopus
Chorus:
Y'all don't wanna block our shootas
Y'all wanna move, clear the path of my shoootas
Cuz them things clap, them things
Leave y'all clueless ****
No brains. 5x
Written by: DANIEL ROBERT BOLDEN
