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John Edward Batten
John Edward Batten
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(Intro)They say, we say, the best thing in the world is a understanding champ
(Verse)Free style, G-style, ****, my style ain't free
I thought I told y'all **** that on that FODW
Why yo **** acting like some hoe, you lil bitty bitch
I got that **** omar with me and we kicking this shit
I missed that ****,LD boi, that **** was crazy then a bitch
Jump off the porch in 95 my **** we live
Surprise, surprise, your eyes ain't telling no lies
I'm with the green guys, plotting on the green guys
Gotta get a green dot, gotta get a green card
Get a green dot on your head, playing hard
Man, these **** ain't on steppers, they just playing hard
They ain't never really been on level five, yard
They ain't really ready for that level five, yard
Boy, I swear to God. Boy, I swear to God
I know some **** who been in that bitch since 1996
And when I drop the tape, that's why I call it 96
We coming hard from the start
Boy, these **** ain't on shit
**** got the blickz
**** got the sticks
**** with the shit
All my **** with the shit
Shoot first, ask the question last
****, that's yo ass
This that opp pack
**** better get back
Blowin big smoke like a chimney
That **** ain't hearing me
Bitch, I ain't playing games
****, you ain't killing me
Bitches they be feeling me
Fuck these **** ima drill em (Hook)Spin yo block a thousand times
What da lick read
I say, you can die instantly hit the
Highway, bitch, we gotta get the cheese and my bae she know about them quarter keys 2x
Spin yo block a thousand times what da lick read and I say you can die instantly hit da highway bitch we gotta get da cheese and my bae she know about them quarter keys
I be smoking on exotic then I kick this knowledge You can't kill my mind, spirit, or my body
I won't sell my fucking soul to the Illuminati
I done been to hell a few times
I seen it with my own eyes
Better stay in line, ain't no in-between
I be thuggin' on the scene, getting to the blue cheese
And you know I got that pistol on me, Glock 17
And I know some **** telling they convicted felons
Do that crime do to time ain't no need in crying
I see y'all little **** be doing shit
ain't ready for the consequence judge hitcha ass with da gavel gave ya 26 years to life
can't get it back
You gotta give it back to em ****, and that's a fact
Unless you wanna sit up in there and do all that
And that's a motherfucking lie
You can see it in they eyes
Them **** rather be free that jail shit they despise 100 (Hook)Spin yo block a thousand times what da lick read and I say you can die instantly hit tha highway bitch we gotta get da cheese and my bae she know about them quarter keys 2x
Written by: John Edward Batten
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