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Shoestring: 
Shoestring's on the comeback  bust you bitches up off my threads 
Motherfucking feds raid my shit I put that head to bed 
Been running from the law  been rocking war from my hideaway 
Fuck them bitches  hittin them switches perfin as I ride away 
Be quick for pulling your piece and slip like grease and there's a 
deadly 
war 
The bitches they call me Shoestring  the niggas they call me Skeletor 
Walkin up to your doorstep, creepin up from the back bitch, the killer 
of 
your dope deal 
The killer that left that package and that body in the driveway 
Murdered them on a Friday 
Scooped up the yea, the pay and headed back for the highway 
Put the coke on the floor, hand over the dough 
My hat is cocaine white and the feds think its blow 
So they pullin me over ??? honkies checkin my suitcase 
Somebody want to wet me up 
The feds are tryin to set me up 
Reachin for my pistol grip, I'll pop it til I drop these hoes 
Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this bitch with 
your 
eyes closed 
Froze, I'm creepin up on you with that fuckin missle 
30 oz six shotgun shells, all he heard was fuckin whistles 
Fuckin up your tissue, pack your pistol and riot pumps 
This motherfucker thumps, so none of my enemies jump 
So motherfuck your cookie crew the Avenue be rollin through 
Its all about the money bitch, what the fuck you wanna do 
Niggas wanna grab they balls, show they teeth like they jaws 
You niggas have more periods than the motherfuckin pussy walls 
So what the fuck you talkin bout, rappin ain't no thang to me 
You buster ass bitches ain't really what you claim to be 
We can throw them thangs, play the same and i'm gone bust your nose 
Try to stop the click, we'll beat your shit and leave this bitch with 
your 
eyes 
closed. 
Bootleg: 
Consolidated, suckers assassinated subliminal criminology 
Actually rippin for salary its no formality 
To be a tragedy, body rip for raggedy, dogmatically 
Financially money's the mission 
Motive the means, bodies for fishin 
Intuition got me trapped like Quadafi erasin your posse for a hobby 
Dead bodies in lobbies dealin with the veteran 
In your head like Excederin, better than medicine 
Curing viruses hard as caluses 
Head wounds by 30 inch, givin paralysis, track record like Dallas 
Competition is missing, being stragled from angles 
In position by magicians like mathematicians 
I'm stackin digits and figures on petty niggas 
Lemon squeezing mc's with platinum triggers 
I'm deadly like storms in Arizona 
I make my living on corners, by turning niggas into organ doners, fuck 
diplomas 
Haven't you ever heard of a killa, we can go eye to eye 
Cause with your eyes closed is how you die 
Say goodbye to the bad guy, am i my brother's keeper 
Reefa makes me creaper, hoe put him in a sleeper 
So watch yourself, watch your step for these bullets ???? 
But couldn't creep away from its death 
One of my niggas died, it was his time murder ain't jokin 
Flashes and blashes reading him dead with his eyes open 
Since we ain't no dummy, takin the aim and bust him 
Now the nigga was trusted, the friendship than rusted, but fuck it 
I rather be behind guns than in front of bullets 
Bullseye all in my face by a nigga who ain't scared to pull it 
So he's drinkin 40's pullin ???? wishes 
Open fire on snitches killin all the death wishes 
Get the picture, I never shot a man when he was runnin 
Pistol barrell in his face so he see all the bullets comin 
Cash in chronic ???/ 
Informer drug holder 
Bitches in love, niggas catch slugs between they shoulders 
Green shit that I'm foldin make niggas think that will hold them 
But they don't wanna jack trigger with mr. empty the clip 
I flip on the scripture like I'm Apostle 
But stick to the script, cause this is real nigga gospel 
Until my mission's accomplished, I'm gone be hostile with a bottle 
Didn't have no role model, so i live like fuck tomorrow 
The path that I chose was to roll with my OG's 
Killers and creepers who never sleep or dose 
Fuck with us be leaving with your eyes closed 
Its mandatory I'm wishin to catch a nigga like a transmission 
Straight up slippin with his eyes closed 
And in my hood ain't no sightseeing 
Fuck with us, who knows where you might be in 
Only police will be lookin after the hearse roll 
And ain't no catchin a crook, so you'll be leaving with your eyes 
closed 
Watch your back, I'm creepin from the blind side 
Another nigga dead, another fuckin homicide 
211 187 better call for back-up 
I'm a get to flyin heads, once i load my Mac up 
Crackheads crack up, bitch niggas back down 
We ain't scared of shit on the north side of flip town 
Dayton Avenue is where I'm from to be exact 
It's all about survival, tryin to get some more crack, right back 
Before you catch a barrel to your dome G 
If you with somebody else, than you and all your homies 
Come one come all nigga ain't no hoe up in my gang 
Got no time for lames and I'm a stay the same 
I'm criminally insane, givin pain is what I do 
Catchin you in plain view, makin sure your ass through 
Money and the power, bitches in the door 
Grippin on a nickle plated 44 
And you'll be leaving with your eyes closed

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