That's The One

now I recall u snoopin, bystanders said they saw me shootin
to allah u troopin left him the cauldron snoozin, 
the foe we saw and swooped in, go head and call ya troops then,
finessed for all ya loose ends, loser this neuse suits him 
Uzi by my boots cruise caution-less the top chopped its, 
ghost face killas wit mobsters, death is the option, 
na$ty and the sess godly, and I might make a mess probably, 
the human vest so take yo shot wit ease I'm blocking 3s 
born in poverty, shouts to my God father prodigy 
who taught to make sure that I'm mobbin deep, 
I believe you can't respect what you don't understand I over stand 
and stand under ground with mandolin stiffs, 
hand me the clip damagin the men's you with, 
c4 all in the ambulance, damage from the handsome kid, 
then I'm in the Hampton inns, damn my hands is cringed,
I show love but they Wanna shoot me,
I break bread wit niggas but they still wanna come loot me, 
The type of mind to crack cases but the streets subdue me, 
I move discreet but cruelly, so try to creep and you'll meet, you know who
it's been some years yo I don't know where chance wit,
that was my devil now who I'ma dance it, 
pansy I'm slick you at the party with yo chick 
but I got shooters in the bushes shooters in the vent, 
shooters around u one call and click they all gone shoot at you, 
we get live don't care what crew wit u, 
don't give a fuck bout no security we sneak the rugers thru, 
my vengeance beautiful, 
niggas tryin fake like they relate to this im hungry so he ate the clip,
irony all in the case the iron in my case in case them agents trip,
flagrant with this lacin shit with some hatians that's itchin spray some shit
I mack hoes that hold Macs load
Blast em wit the ack fold, ash him in the glass
Act casual to laugh then distract the back tracked foes body bags for cash flow shotty with the mask hoe ask me if I slack no
I been on my castro, that assassins act slow
Little do u know my knowledge infinite 
I roll with infidels who might just riff ya shit
Bitch we suited up in golden blimps n shit
Come and get a glimpse yo this that mase 98
Skate outta state come to recollect my dollars papes
no daps no nah I'm straight
Just don't rip the shit he said, 
kill instantly for the bread,  
rhyme infinitely in till I'm red
RIP to all my dead

mase '98 [prod. chance]

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