Ft. Prodigy

(Verse: Boogz Boogetz)
Nigga, I'm all about this life
Smoke pourin' out the cracked window of the porch light
Open up a swish, buy ya more jen'
Express way, on my way to fuckin' up a bitch
Infamous, and I live my rap songs
Stay away from drama, bust it tight ya got a bong
Only dummy thug, ain't no freakin' luv
Ain't no hair in my blood, I'm hearin' niggas tough
Talkin' like they on it but they not
I'm crackin' up Leveron squeezin' on the Glock
I party like I'm 15, sneakin' out the crib
I fuck 'er like I'm fresh grown comin' from the big
And oh yeah, welcome home Unc, we gon' do it up
Niggas imitators, we gon' treat em like the song(?) is dead
I don't want yo hand in marriage, I'm good
I'm married to the mob, took a bow to the lifestyle

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(Verse 2: Prodigy)
Smokin' the finest dope, I call that evergreen
Hoes down, this money stay ova everythin'
I stay lifted, the fliest, I be fo'eva clean
Welcomed with the baddest chi-ii-ck that ya eva seen
Infamous, I'mma rep until my heart stop
Look how this young boy made it outta Falrop(?)
I used to post in the lobby, sellin' that hard rock
But now I'm up in that Benz whippin' that hard top
Cuz most of my niggas dead or behind bars
Growing up in the struggle that made me found God
Being mentally stressed that left my mind scarred
I can't believe I'm in most of these young'n's iPods!
I spit it nasty like halitosis
Hoes take a look and say my swag the doppest
Grew up in the hood, I came from havin' roaches
And every otha day they be blastin' toasters(?)

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