' for the chips when it's murder for hire. Verse 2: I got a knack for this Bodyin' shit, escape miraculous Exchange money for death, they can't tax the
returnin' for the chips when it's murder for hire. [Verse 2:] I got a knack for this bodyin' shit, escape miraculous exchange money for death, they can
nose Carving yo' staff or shire, rap for hire Niggaz is corny by nature - on top of that Niggaz arms is shorter than my nigga Vinnie from Naughty By Nature
show certified classic 9-6, Street Dreams was blastin' And no way they wanna hire assassins, they still harassin' I'm so platinum, it's natural A nigga
ass for real I don't give a fuck about your feelings I'm down for the peelin', I'm down for the strippin' I got to be ready for the body dippin' down
the East Getting stalked by Jim West On the humbly, y?all trying to come for me Sending chunks for me to join a gun for me Don't get it twisty I'll leave
kid room, board a?n' remedial education, And he calls me a murderer, and other wild accusations. Hell, I'd sue him for libel for implyin' that shit.
a prayer for the blitz. Stand up for the cinema fire, simian ire, cold shimmy for the cinnamon sky; intimate eyes loop all known alleys. Scoop the bounty like daddy hires Bazooka to murder
Certified classic 9-6, Street Dreams is blastin' And no way, they wanna hire assassins They still harassin' I'm so platinum, it's natural A niqqa is
stalked by Jim West On the humbly, y'all trying to come for me Sending chunks for me to join a gun for me Don't get it twisty I'll leave you laying with
