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Scratchy & ItchyIt's right now what you make itYou gettin fronted that's what you touchin That's not what you makin And I'm still with dread heads like I was Jamaican And we still risk takin Get a half a brick shakin Lean a half a book shakin Got a winter face mask so I don't look wasted Still stickin to the basics Big bro the real deal He gon bust that bitch taste it It's that little heron Crack flow this shit laced Still straight from seven nine Everyday are different stakes kid Give my lawyer fifty more I ain't tryna face a bid Jealousy a motherfucker See it in your face it is I ain't hurt a mother fucker Why you gotta hate the kid Nigga you like 30 years old Tryna chase the kids His daddy did that but he don't know Why you hate the kid I dun seen it all I don't trust a soul Tryna get you gon Yeah but that's your dog We was in this shit since leapfrog (since see saws) Way before the streets it was Bball They setting it up it's going down like see saws Then everybody starts shootin that's what she saw Red red all red that's what we saw Look like he hit in the head that's what we saw And we thuggin hard till we see the feds Bitch I'm bout to ball Pack said touch down know he bought to call You know I don't play about my dogs You know we don't stop at all Wop scored a 12 we gon drop it all And we see the 12 we don't stop at all Imma get away or go to hell This a 12 we don't stop at all Still here with Rell You think I forgot about big dog Tweak watch your top Cuz on Roc we knockin that shit off Hustle like a mother fucker Know we droppin that shit off If he tryna tax we cop 50 Knock all that shit off Still gotta ride with a 50 And I ride with a 50 All 100s I'm outside with a 50 Pop out this bitch on my side Flash and it's empty Bitch mad I been in my bag Now I'm in a sitchy Yall know marley and max I now scratchy and itchy Learned the whole lakeshore I was riding with Richy I don't think he seen his son before he died That shit hit me Slim ain't never seen his son before he died That shit hit me I ain't cried in a minute I be cryin shit be hittin me I be tryna leave the hood alone But that shit don't fit me Know I'm still bout it bout it I'm outside in my dickies I don't even supposed to be But I'm outside with my blicky I know Imma shoot this bitch And so is everybody with me I be tryna save the bag But I got everybody with me You know I been rapping like this Since yall know really hear me But you don't probably know about that Cuz yall weren't really with me I'm still right here with 60 I'm still out here in my BD Imma be here till they get rid of me I'm ready for all of my enemies I'm gonna finish victorious over all of my enemies I'm with DJ Victorious We turnin racks to Bentley keys nigga |