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i’m! (x8)

[verse 1]
see i’m that n-gga that’s, fixin’ to do my dirt under the sun
i been hustlin’ since the morning become
i keep a couple of rocks under my tongue
watch out here come the cop, might notta stand still where you chill
run to no automobile cause it can k!ll
my destination can feed my home purpose
i’m vibrating’ on the down low in the first place
you want me show me the money you gonna be payin’
pop ya -ss up out of the van and take these rocks up out my hand
cause i don’t trust ya and i ain’t tryin’
hold up n-gga, i don’t know ya gotta reach out at the same time
you want some, come get some
tyson’s on the drum and i’mmmmm!

i’m! (x16)

[verse 2]
ya livin’, in livin’ up in my people’s rentin’
windows tinted, n-gga from a couple houses down
get skinny, bump it to last amount of spittin’
it’s senseless how them dudes be smokin’ that sh-t
gettin’ roped in that sh-t, jump in this sh-t
i got to flippin’ on n-gga, you want some more of that sh-t
live in that cl!ck where n-ggas do what they gotta do
blast em’ with burnable f-ck em’ and watch em’ f-ck you
n-gga be livin’ that life, playin the role of a gangsta
but them n-ggas ain’t gangstas
b-tch you gotta be big enough to think about bein’ a f-ckin gangsta
most of them n-ggas be comin’ real
bring it to ya blood field but that n-gga got k!lled
that’s how it be’s on that rough side
the tough die, the strong die
f-ck with the wrong n-ggas on with the wrong chrome
check the wrong sh-t, walk the wrong zone
n-gga you good as dead and gone (problem serious)
n-gga don’t hear me that’s how we livin’ till the saga stops
every n-gga and his mom gotta glock on my block
n-ggas push rocks and dodge cops till they p-ssed and tired
n-gga, you livin’ by the gun
y’all need to handle y’all f-ckin’ business cause i’m!

i’m! (x8)

[verse 3]
don’t sell it, arm & hammer got my rocks swellin’
laws is yellin, prosecutors yellin’
i’mma glock ya spot, ya head pop like a f-ckin’ melon
do my thing destiny i’m a felon
but i ain’t just a young, black n-gga rebellin’
breath by breath, step by step, day by day
playin’ this game of death
my n-gga remind ya of manslaughter
n-ggas slangin’ quarters
georgia, cali, to new orleans rollin’
i’m in the pen, pumpin’ that iron until i’m swole up
grits and cheese made me bigger
now i’m just a lil’ bit harder than that next n-gga
the first one up to run up
that n-gga there gon’ get done up
when i put that f-ckin’ gun up
they told ya, ya hip bone gone gone
that lil’ roam don’t live long, pop me to stop it
c-ck block me, you b-tches can’t drop me
hoes gon’ still jock me
got me now the n-ggas mock me
i seen scarface twice now i’m a f-ckin’ carbon copy
missing on society
and insane probably cause i’m full of animosity
i’m kind of like at all
i might huff and puff and blow ya f-ckin’ hat off
tear it off, swear it off
now get the 411 to 911 to red cross
my moaning make me lead
ten steps to feel these
got me c-cked these
swingin’ like conan
wanted from no man with boo-koo ho fans
talk more garbage, funk, filth, sh-t, trash, and lies
rhymes so funky they draw flies
if i rock one up, shock one up
it simple enough to be did
but your sh-t terror rig
change your big
n-ggas be sayin big
p-ss the fig, don’t give me no f-ckin’ pig
i don’t choose no swine
but eat popeye’s chicken and eat watermelon to the f-ckin’ rind
feel the grip of this black chrome
that don’t f-ckin’ rhyme, n-gga get ya back broke
f-ckin’ with them black folks

i’m (x5) with dj scratching in background

- mystikal

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