Don’t Front Styles P

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[Verse:1]

You should take the cross off ya neck
And pray to Jesus
I'm breaking every rapper up to like 80 pieces
I done sat in the cell and stared at the wall
And I swear to god I'll air all of y'all
I live by the sword and the pistol
Summer time I'm outside with niggas with pit bulls
I don't smoke the haze if it ain't got the crystals
Look at my eyes you can tell that I'll lift you
I'm in the DB9 when I'm coming to get you
I'm with my Arab man and he holding the missiles
I'm saying fuck all of y'all
If you don't understand let make it real clear
I'm saying what to all of y'all
No more videos or them silly hoes
Riding on your dick when I cut all of y'all
The game too pussy
I think it need change I wanna see the barrel flame til' their brain gets mushy
East Coast Ghost ain't no other rapper in the game
That you know play the streets so close
Still bring pain
Five more shots than y'all mother fuckers do in that Max Payne game
Anybody front I'm knocking em' out
D-Blockin' em' out that means I'm a snatch his chain