Until he sell his own cd's at the market
So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit
You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.
Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip
I am the hardest in the market
Hit your block with a glock, blog that
Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love
Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.
Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit
One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.
Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit
I'm open to the market
Carcasses in carpet and drag em off to the market and sell em for charges
And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love
Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets
Think it's time you and i need to call it quits
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